Last Wednesday, I drove to Los Alamos on a road that I hadn't been on since I was thirteen-years-old. That was the year when a feeling hit me: one day I'd live in New Mexico. It was beautiful and surreal to be on that road again with the golden light of an abnormally warm fall day lighting the path ahead. I was driving to meet the Walden Forest School Co-Op for their weekly nature outing where the trees, fresh air, and trails are the classroom. We hiked a trail together and the students taught me along the way - how to be light footed, the names of mysterious plants, and the feeling of bark after it has been burned. Before we walked, I asked the students to keep their eyes open for interesti
THE ART OF FOOD
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