Hello! I am writing this the last weekend of March, from my gate, in the MSP airport, about to depart on an adventure, and while I have a lot of excitement for my next week away from home, I am feeling all of the weird airport feelings. Airports are the closest things we know to portals, buildings we walk into and out of weeks later, with the sun and salt lingering on our skin from distant, warm lands. Very strange. There are tears, of joy at reunions, and tears, of sorrow at

What a month! February was very full. I’ll start with the happenings at home. The cold finally and slowly eased, leaving the animals happy to be outside in the sun and lots of snow for skiing and playing.  Book Across the Bay was a highlight!  Skiing miles across the Chequamegon bay at night fall, with the stars above, Lit by thousands of ice lumineers, fantastic! Coulter and Cedar have been ice climbing tons, with weekend trips to Canada sending crazy hard routes as always.

The snow crunched sharply underneath my feet this morning as I hauled food and water to our animals, a testament to the bitter cold. My breath curled and froze around me, as my warmth slowly escaped, my fingers were already frozen, my eyelashes gently stuck together and my jacket crackled with cold. It was -21 degrees, with a wind chill of -48. Huckleberry (our goat) butts his head against my leg as I greet him, the chickens cluck, and the ducks huddle together as their heat

Hello! Allow me to introduce myself; my name is Savi Holden, I am eighteen years old and I live on the South Shore of Lake Superior! I was raised here, on the homestead along with my three siblings. Coulter and Cedar are my older brothers, whom you might know of, and Opal is my younger sister. I fell in love with this beautiful place very young, the respect and love I have for this lake feels magnetic and magical, as is my connection to the forests and land. I grew up running