Dickinsons Reach Community

Soon we will journey to Bill Coperthwaite’s former homestead in Machiasport, Maine, for a gathering of the Dickinsons Reach Community.  I’m not finding words to describe how I feel anticipating this, so I’ll share some words written and images taken when we gathered last year, and perhaps you will know…. ********************************* A Dickinsons Reach Community […]

“Building Beyond Coperthwaite”

I’ve known since August that my words, my pictures, would appear in this month’s Taproot issue, themed SHELTER.  I cried when I found out they wanted to use my essay.  The kind of crying that had Josh rubbing my back, wondering what terrible news I had just been given.  Not terrible, wonderful.  Albeit terrifying.   […]

Little yurt, big yurt

Life after the flurry of late summer and early fall is returning to normal, or to what I realize I’ve come to feel is normal… The wooden yurt is there, but feeling less like future home and more like giant art installation backdrop. You should have seen it last night with the moonlight shining off […]

Handmade gone awry

I want to live in a world where people are intoxicated with the joy of making things. – Wm. S. Coperthwaite I want to live in that world too.  But sometimes, well, sometimes it seems like we must have actually BEEN intoxicated when crafting. A certain little yurt-dweller recently turned four years old. Her parents […]