When I was in third grade my teacher assigned our class an essay. The assignment was to write a story about bird migration. She asked us to imagine what it would be like to fly south to Florida for the winter or perhaps cross the Caribbean Sea to the Yucatán Peninsula. Our imaginations might even take …
Author: Lisa
Wilderness for Perspective
I went into the wilderness smelling like a human. I came out of the wilderness heavy with the sweet and spicy aroma of sagebrush clinging to my clothes and boots. My story often begins with sagebrush. Big Mountain Sagebrush – Aretemisia tridentata. Some say sagebrush smells like the west – like freedom and open space …
Writing the Wild 