The Nature of Human/Land Relations by Gavin Ratliff
Filling the still air with a cry eerily human, a band of coyotes begin the night’s hunting party—in search of a weak deer, rodent, or even some insects if business
Clark Macomber: How the O’Halloran’s are Changing the Game
Our visit to the O’Halloran’s organic farm in central Montana left me inspired and looking to implement much of their practices into my life. The O’Halloran’s have totally changed the
Cattle Culture: a feedlot story by Kiki Kane-Owens
Stuffed with 13 stinky backpackers, our beloved WRFI van, Dolly pulled up to Cody Yeager’s feedlot in Choteau, Montana. Surrounded by gray skies and prairie land on either side of
Gavin Ratliff: Restoring the West in Who’s Image?
From Missoula to the Rocky Mountain Front, we’ve read and met with Montanans about what’s valued in an inclusive, working landscape. As our readings and guest speakers have so far
Maizie Smith: Why Environmentalists Should be more like Journalists
In this day and age people are increasingly confined to their echo chambers of information. Whether it be the news sources we consume, the people we discuss issues with, or
Rachel Bowanko: Common Ground
When I was young I lived over the hill from a bustling creek. On days when the sun was shining, I would run downstairs and put on big black rain
Shannon Quinn: Silent Warriors
My belief is there is no feeling of greater warmth and security in nature than sitting beneath a ponderosa pine. These wise old trees are indescribably beautiful, gentle, and majestic.
Claire Anderson: Connection of Soils and Souls
The Summer Day by Mary Oliver— Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? The grasshopper I mean- The one who has
Rae Bronenkant: Paradise Valley Pack-Up
Three nights in paradise; frozen finger tips, white as fogged breath in the cool morning from the calm practice of of breaking down a tent. River beside me flows north,
Ben Warzon: What a “place” can mean
As we left the shore of the muddy Missouri, we crossed a cow burnt field and started up a draw. We worked our way through the rolling hills, which flanked
