Cold, hungry and tired … if by some miracle I did have cell service, this would have been my Facebook status update. But no, I did not have service - I didn’t even have a cell phone. Even...

My sore muscles cried out in rebellion as I clambered out of the tent and onto crunchy ice. My sleep deprived mind racing, trying to figure out if I should actually let her… Minutes prior, my girlfriend,...

For centuries, poets like John Muir, Henry David Thoreau and Robert Frost have pondered it. Yet, I think Lenny Pepperbottom, in his series Neature Walk, best describes it when he said, “Neature is...