In the late 70s, my husband and I bought some land in the mountains of northwest Montana. We built a cozy little log house on our 20-acre “homestead.” We lived…
Category: Forest Bathing
Sit-spot by the Creek
The concert begins with the sound of flowing water. Leaves rustling in a breeze, the tap-tap of a woodpecker, and distant chatter of a tree squirrel add to the music…