Good Country People

Good Country People

We pull up to our new driveway at Story Road. I get out of our little black Mazda. Snow covers the land. It is wonderfully cold here. On the drive, there was not any snow on the lower elevations, so now it feels as if we just stepped through the closet and arrived in...
The Power (of) People.

The Power (of) People.

The electricians both wore blue shirts and blue hats. “Hello?” they called out through our thick forest. Vincent and I had been walking in the center of the property, trying to find the spot for the yurt. “We’re right here!” we called...
How To Own a Forest.

How To Own a Forest.

“I am one of those who has no trouble imaging the sentient lives of trees, of their leaves in some fashion communicating or of the massy trunks and heavy branches knowing it is I who have come, as I always come, each morning, to walk beneath them, glad to be...
Day Zero: Off the Grid and Out of our Minds?

Day Zero: Off the Grid and Out of our Minds?

Vincent and I pulled up to Story Road in a Subaru, borrowed from my dad. A “For Sale” sign shot us a look at the entrance to the property, tempting us–don’t you want to buy me? Don’t you want to take on a huge off-grid, homestead project...