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Silver Plume is an unasuming  town along Interstate 70; one I’d only seen in my rearview mirror coming to and from Grand Junction over the years. On the town’s tiny main street sits Bread Bar, home of Dram Apothecary, where three magical ladies hosted what will undoubtedly be the first of many Witch & Bitch gatherings.

Shae, Robin and Lynn, the three women who brought Witch & Bitch to life, are herbalists, healers, concocters, foragers, business women, and, among many other things, teachers. This weekend I was honored to be part of their first group of students. What an amazing, strong congregation of women. We foraged in the hills, made healing teas, got our hands in the dirt, imbibed in nourishing food and drink (cocktails are nourishing!), and became intimate with the powers of plants through sight, touch, and smell. Their lessons are still buzzing in my head after coming down the mountain back into the city, and like all good teachers, Lynn, Shae and Robin have helped me see the world in a new light. My eyes are open to new things around me, to things the earth has been doing under my nose, quietly, powerfully. I am very much looking forward to the next one.


familyboysIMG_1437toastIMG_4970IMG_1517breakfastIMG_1415IMG_1442IMG_5007Traveling as three, me and my roadworn adventure partner and our new sidekick, we set off from the nest. Our first time seeing some far away loved ones, first hugs and first flights. A new nephew and a new niece meeting cousins, aunts, uncles. We walked and talked, feasted and celebrated a graduation and an anniversary, and one another in general. To share one of our great passions, travel, with our son, was true joy. When we go into the world, we are always home together.



“Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, and though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love, but not your thoughts, for they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.”

:: Kahlil Gibran

Happy Mother’s Day. It is my first as a mumma, and I am thinking so much about these women today.


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