Some photos and words.

Acts of writing have become few and far between for me. It’s not because I don’t have time, it’s not because I don’t like to write anymore, it’s simply because I don’t have the drive to do it. Lately I have been making a conscious effort to do more of the things that make me […]

The Rivers that Raised Me.

About a month ago someone I love very much said something that struck a chord in my soul and I haven’t been able to let it go. He said, “Rivers are the veins of the earth,” and then held out his arms and balled his hands into fists, studying his own veins. That is when […]

Type B.A. (BadAss)

  Summer has come and gone and I’ve been drawn back into the overwhelming social scene that is Bozeman. The past week has left me adjusting back to “reality,” however you want to define that, and feeling a lot of different ways.   In a lot of ways, Bozeman feels more like home than anywhere […]

It’s lit, as the kids say today.

Where does one even begin to discover the words to explain the past seven days? The answer is no where. This past week spent in Utah was a speeding bullet train of neon colours, denim, leather boots, skinny skis, sweaty bootpacks, gloppy skins, a lot of cheese, probably too much beer, and a lot of […]