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 lamp glows...

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 through our...