We love wild mushrooms, so this past Christmas I gave Rusty an oyster mushroom growing kit. This is the story of what happened… and a recipe!
I wrote this sonnet last year to commemorate all of my peeps who have an October birthday like me.
One of the best things about living in our van is our morning coffee ritual. That is, until the morning of January 23, 2021…
Trees are relational beings, like humans, and depend on one another for their survival.
I don’t write much creative stuff, let alone poetry. But I’m a fan of Walt Whitman and my 2017 thru-hike on the AT inspired me to write this one. And besides, Karen liked it and told me to post it, so…
The Christmas package arrived on my parents’ door step the week before Christmas, in 1952. They had only been married a few months, and were incredibly in love, and also, incredibly young. When my mother spotted the package at the front door, she thought it was a special gift from my father. There was a tag on it that read ‘Do Not Open until Christmas…
Girl Hobo found herself in the Ocala National Forest during her travels through Florida, where most of the visitors there are campers and fishermen, and nobody would notice a ragamuffin traveling alone…
We are Girl Hobo and Rusty (Ren and Troy), two greys who met on the Appalachian Trail. We started a life together, converted a van to travel and hike across the country, and we like to eat well. Now, we’re sharing what we’re learning on the road, and we’d love you to join us!