Beginning a Backpacker

It isn't the world’s most comfortable pack, for her or for me. The material is flimsy, one zipper pull has already fallen off, and her feet don't fit the stirrups. The fussy four-point child-harness clearly was not designed by a parent. Worse, there's nothing in place to support a baby's head when she sleeps, which …

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The Plastic Cap

Happy September… and Happy Plastic Cap month! Check out this initiative to try to limit plastic. If you join the challenge, let us know how it is going.

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Plastic Cap!

Have you ever heard of a salary cap?  It’s a simple idea that’s often practiced in professional sports to alleviate the price of overspending.  The idea is that there is a set amount of money that can be spent, and if you go over the allotment there is a tax imposed.  For example lets say there is a $10.00 salary cap, if I want something that will cost me $11.00, then I pay the $10.00 I am allowed to spend, but for the $1.00 that goes over the cap I must pay $2.00.  The extra $1.00 is the tax I owe for going over the cap.

For the month of September theDIHEDRAL has complied to slightly reduce the weight of our carbon footprint by avoiding the purchase of any new plastic.  In other words our Plastic Cap is set at zero.  Just like the salary cap scenario laid…

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On the Wing, on the Wall

This week I met up with a friend who shares a love for wildness, and who has also ranged and rangered in New York City. Though we live in opposite boroughs, we still manage to get together a few times a year, and this day's excursion was a particular delight: after sampling a children's class …

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Dancing for their Dinner

“There must have been hundreds of birds above the old, granite-gray castle in the village center. As though the evening had caused the air to thicken, as though an invisible reagent of transformation had turned the empty space into one trembling with inspiration and craving life. It was as though some chemical, a precipitating element …

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Wallace Stegner and My Geography of Hope

Scouting trails, spring season, hiking, Yellowstone, gratitude, yoga, connections, compassion, national parks…. Words and vague ideas float through my brain as I drink tea, look out the window, watching low clouds lift and fall, revealing then concealing the jagged summit of Electric Peak. I sit with the computer in lap, warming my thighs on this …

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It’s Mulberry Season

It’s mulberry season, and I have been blue---blue like the ocean, like my daughter’s eyes, like the little blue heron, like chicory and lupine and the fluttering karner blue. How is it possible to feel this way, I wonder and scold myself, amidst the bustle and joy of exploring the world with an almost-yearling babychild? …

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Ruminations on Bristlecone Pines and Wilderness

"I need solitude. I have come forth to this see the forms of the mountains on the horizon -- to behold and commune with something grander than man."          Henry David Thoreau I love returning to well-loved wild places; Canyonlands, Grand Canyon, and Yellowstone are favorites that I revisit often even …

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