Rapamycin and Resilience
I’m sure the famine was still hard, even with the storehouses of supplies.
Lillie grew up on a forty-acre hay farm in Central Oregon, making the trek to Michigan to study mechanical engineering and sustainability. After graduating in 2020, she moved to Rochester, NY, where her day job as an engineer for the local gas utility funds her outdoor adventures, love of books, various craft projects, and investment in her new community.
John and Me
In the quiet of my own home I find myself always coming back to the gentle, familiar music of my childhood.
Lessons in College-Kid Hospitality
It was a relief to cut veggies or set the table and feel part of the space-making.
Signs of Spring
We do love Jesus. We do love people. But we are finding it harder and harder to love the church.
Imposter
When I sat in my safety seminar for new hires, I was the one woman in a room of fifteen men.
Unhinged
It’s an old house; it can’t be that secure, right?
Woods Withdrawal
Being outside makes me a better person. I can’t explain it.
Stacking Stones
With each stone I added, I thought of the people, places, and experiences that make me who I am
(N)itrogen (N)erd
Being a terrifying nitrogen nerd is one of my brother’s very few failings, and in this case it turned out to be a great help.
After Midnight
Almost despite myself, I’m finding that I do enjoy the quiet, the darkness.
The Matriarch
I hope that, along with her name, I will always carry some reflection of her in me.
The Wall Tent
An 8×10 waterproof canvas tent with metal poles and the space for a wood stove, that tent has seen most of Oregon.
