Adventure Guides

The weather is literally freezing here in Tennessee, and I am admittedly not a fan of the cold.  Yet, despite the cooler air, I have still found my...

Around the corner from my house is a tourist attraction that charges $50 to sit by a bonfire, and every weekend as the sun begins to drop low on the horizon, hundreds of cars flood our little country road to take part in the fire magic. 

These stones beneath our feet are life-changing in every sense of the word.  Our entire existence has been shaped by them.

In a world screaming with distraction, the art of slowing down and observing the simple treasures of life is a skill only acquired through persistent intention. 

That moment when the abundance of growth in Summer overwhelms you, the initial scent of wet and decaying leaves in Autumn, the first baby snowflakes of Winter, and certainly the faint flush of green that can only be found at the beginning of Spring: there is a bit of magic there. 

To be able to turn a flake of rock into a tool, a mound of clay into a cup, or a cut of wood into a bowl is one of the purest expressions of creativity.  To walk outside and see the earth as a blank canvas for your imagination is an unrealized experience for many of our children, and it is up to us to open the doors for them.