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the adventures of auntie booger: Neovison vison
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The adventures of auntie booger. Tracking ordinary and extraordinary happenings in the life of this explorer. Thursday, January 15, 2015. Just ten feet away from me it’s a zero degree Fahrenheit evening, still and cold with Orion just peeking over the eastern treeline. Luckily there’s a window, a hot woodstove, and a chocolate colored dog in between me and the out-of-doors. A fine time to re-start a blog, if I do say so myself. A wee bit different climate than the next recent photo from this blog. No les...
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the adventures of auntie booger: Finding My Way To Porcupine
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The adventures of auntie booger. Tracking ordinary and extraordinary happenings in the life of this explorer. Wednesday, January 28, 2015. Finding My Way To Porcupine. The icicle-clad cliff, topped with hemlocks. I still remember the terror I felt during the first year of my wilderness immersion program, Anake, in Washington state. My instructors wanted me to wander. Wander? Just go out into the woods and follow my curiosity? Hell, no, thank you very much. The cliff was mesmerizing. Icicles, moss, sw...
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the adventures of auntie booger: May 2008
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The adventures of auntie booger. Tracking ordinary and extraordinary happenings in the life of this explorer. Friday, May 9, 2008. Yestermorrow: A Groovy Place To Be. Is the design/build school I'll be interning at this summer. Don't worry- "A Groovy Place To Be" is not it's slogan, although doesn't it sound like it fits? I believe that there is a better way, a more beautiful way, a more wholistic and healthy approach to building. Yestermorrow does too! Every season Yestermorrow hires about five intern.
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the adventures of auntie booger: January 2015
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The adventures of auntie booger. Tracking ordinary and extraordinary happenings in the life of this explorer. Wednesday, January 28, 2015. Finding My Way To Porcupine. The icicle-clad cliff, topped with hemlocks. I still remember the terror I felt during the first year of my wilderness immersion program, Anake, in Washington state. My instructors wanted me to wander. Wander? Just go out into the woods and follow my curiosity? Hell, no, thank you very much. The cliff was mesmerizing. Icicles, moss, sw...
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the adventures of auntie booger: June 2008
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The adventures of auntie booger. Tracking ordinary and extraordinary happenings in the life of this explorer. Wednesday, June 4, 2008. Time for a Barn Raisin'! Yes, friends, I as of this past Saturday, I have officially participated in a barn-raising and also completed my first course at Yestermorrow: Timber framing. Timber frame structures are framed using large timbers held together through a mortise, tenon. A couple things surprised me during the course. Fi. Rst, the gratification of. Last surprise wa...
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the adventures of auntie booger: February 2009
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The adventures of auntie booger. Tracking ordinary and extraordinary happenings in the life of this explorer. Saturday, February 28, 2009. Hey folks…it’s been awhile, eh? I’m writing this from our baking table where I sit, shirtless and sweating, next to our fired up cob oven. Today I’m the “bombera”, the fire-lady, because today is baking day! Such was the case this. Tuesday—Shrove or Fat Tuesday. In honor of the day before Lent, I decided to cook a feast (some of your eyes are widening, IR...The spr...
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the adventures of auntie booger: August 2008
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The adventures of auntie booger. Tracking ordinary and extraordinary happenings in the life of this explorer. Sunday, August 17, 2008. Cycle hard, cycle long. Ah, Sunday mornings in Waterbury, Vermont, one of the 3.5 places in this state where you can actually get cell phone reception. Laying under a tree in dappled mid-morning sun with my cell phone glued to my ear, dad mentioned that he and Murray went on a 40 mile bike ride yesterday. No kidding- so did I! Saturday, August 2, 2008. In case you're wond...
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the adventures of auntie booger: April 2008
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The adventures of auntie booger. Tracking ordinary and extraordinary happenings in the life of this explorer. Sunday, April 27, 2008. Most of the time I am. Or perhaps I'm just used to believing that I'm perpetually hungry…either way, anyone in their right mind will get hungry after looking at the toy kitchen set I FINALLY finished for my two-year-old nephew Simon. Too bad none of it is real. I can see you shaking your head right now, which means that you have neither my extravagantly optimistic nature n...
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the adventures of auntie booger: February 2015
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The adventures of auntie booger. Tracking ordinary and extraordinary happenings in the life of this explorer. Wednesday, February 18, 2015. The activation energy, it takes so long. Yet I am heartened by a robin's song. And at kingfisher's call I catch a track upon the trail. I move, I move, I move.". The truth is, most of the time any initial resistance or negativity gets swallowed by the alertness and curiosity that comes from being out in the woods alone. What was that noise? There was comfy snow insid...
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the adventures of auntie booger: The Land Up North
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The adventures of auntie booger. Tracking ordinary and extraordinary happenings in the life of this explorer. Saturday, May 30, 2009. The Land Up North. Hello patient blog readers! Raveled the aisles of the bus asking us our names, ages, passport numbers and any “cold or flu symptoms.” The last column, unsurprisingly, contained only one repeated word: “no! 8221; Carolyn, who actually did have a cold, looked back at me with a panic stricken face, mouthing, “What do I do? It was a whirlwind full of emotion...