Have you ever wrote a letter to a house? Where were you when you realized you were deeply in love? When was the first time you felt Home? Have you ever wrote a letter to a house?
I’ve stood up to many of my fears, really not until more recently in my life, starting with taking my first flight in 2017. When Curt and I lived at Yellowhead fulltime, there was a period of time where I was staying there alone while Curt was on shift (up the mountain for 8 daysContinue reading “Being Brave”
We started our year in Newfoundland. We were house sitting a B&B and caring for five cats during a six week span, from November 2019 to January 2020. We welcomed the new year with Wreckhouse Winds and crippling anxiety to get back on the ferry home (a story for another day). There really is notContinue reading “The Circle of 2020”
Serenity arrives in the form of candle light greeting the dawn of day before the sun does. It is writing in my journal in the dark of early morning peering through frozen window panes. I reach into the momentary increases, the subtle inching of new day light. There are not many sounds in winters symphony,Continue reading “State of Resonance”
I was cleaning out lodge rooms for the new season at Tekarra Lodge when I first laid eyes on Mount Robson. It was my first job out West, coming from Northern Ontario, and my first time in the mountains. I hadn’t been an avid hiker just yet, but laying eyes on this mystical mountain inspiredContinue reading “Yellowhead: Highway to Homestead”