Shifting Seasons at 9,318 Feet: Family, Rituals, and Winter Prep in Silverton
This past weekend, Phen came home for the first time since heading off to boarding school. It was so nice. My mama's heart felt regulated for the first time since he left, with all my babies under the same roof. Knowing the next time he might be home is Christmas — and that he will certainly need his winter gear before then — we had an annual hurdle to tackle.
Blues, Brews, and the Therapy of Friendship
This past weekend was the 31st Telluride Blues & Brews Festival—three days of music that can bring tears to your eyes and fill your soul. I’ve been going with a group of girlfriends for nearly a decade now. Different women, all from across the Southwest, ranging in age from early 40s to late 60s. Together we camp, dance, cook beautiful meals, make art, cast spells, and share what’s really going on in our lives.
The Heart of Silverton: Our Little Carnegie Library
When I think of Silverton, I think of the mountains, the seasons, and our library.
For years, Jackie was our librarian, and we used to joke that we had the loudest librarian ever. Jackie retired not long ago, but her spirit of welcome still lingers in the stacks. Our new librarian, Misti, has stepped in with her own kind of magic—energy, creativity, and a spark that lights up the building every day.