This blog began in February 2011. There was an abundance of snow that year and it was my second winter hiking through the forest with my trusty companion, Ribsy.

He gave me a purpose to walk and explore. His enthusiasm for nature reminded me of the importance of getting outside, not only literally, but figuratively, too.

When  I got outside the walls of everyday life I began to let go, piece by piece. Soon, I felt called to share what I was experiencing.

My favorite season to walk is winter because everything is blanketed in snow. I find this comforting.

However, last year, winter 2015-16, produced little snow where I live, so I walked through the forest with new eyes as spring appeared and I decided to stay until the bugs chased me out. (I usually come out in April with the last of the snow as the ticks appear.) I learned so much more, not only about mother nature, but about the nature of myself, as I walked the spring into summer forest. (The bugs never chased me out, due to a dry season.)

Walking has changed me.

Walking opens me up to explore layers of myself I normally keep hidden. Walking heals me. Maybe this is why I am finally brave enough to walk in the forest even without the blanket of snow.

I hope you enjoy my photos and stories...

“The woman who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd. The woman who walks alone is likely to find herself in places no one has ever been before.”  {Albert Einstein}