The skin of boulders holds onto our touch and tucks rattlesnakes into the earth. Waterfalls pulled the blue of our veins to the near surface as our toes submerged to rocks steamed with glacier water.
For the last 15 years, I’ve been a city-dweller and I’ve started to feel semi-captive, a condition the naturalist John Muir described as “tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized.”
Essay: The farmer invites us for a tour of the small church a short walk from his farmhouse. It’s a remnant … More