As a child, my family’s property had what we called “the old roads”. These were flat roads, of packed earth overgrown with brambles and grass, that were running perpendicular to the slope of the mountain. They ran directly north to …
Spiritual journeys in tending the living earth, permaculture, and nature-inspired arts
As a child, my family’s property had what we called “the old roads”. These were flat roads, of packed earth overgrown with brambles and grass, that were running perpendicular to the slope of the mountain. They ran directly north to …