We've arrived at the end of the 12 lessons I learned from the forest series. It's been pretty fun reflecting on all of these special moments I shared with my family on our forest path. It's really interesting how so many little things can have such an impact on our...
The landscape in my neck of the woods is flat and you can see the sky go all the way to the ground. There are few trees until you meet the tree line and then the further you go east the scenery drastically...
Our forest path had been groomed beautifully for years by my dad. He originally cut the trail on his own with his chain saw. With the trike and his little red trailer he would venture into the bush and haul out the trees that he cleared from the path. The trail took...
You know the saying "It's like finding a needle in a hay stack" right? Well losing an earring in the forest is very much like that. If you look down at your feet while taking a walk down any forest path what do you see? Assuming it's not winter of course because...
As early as I can remember I've taken notice to tracks left behind by the forest animals. Most noticeable when left in fresh snow and alongside the forest trail in the mud. Dad was the best at figuring them out and we had a book on all the tracks from animals in...
I grew up where the prairie met the treeline. Our house was surrounded by a forest with a long lane and a lot of giant, beautiful trees. My favorite being the cotton tree in the backyard that rose the tallest out of all the trees in the forest. You could see it from...