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Stacy Boone's avatar

As a backpacking guide it was amazing how many tears were shed on trails. Things I learned about clients that I was often amazed were shared with me - a nonconfidant turned confidant. Yet, that is the comfort outdoors can bring to people. An opportunity to evaluate and investigate. To dig into uncomfortable things to find the hopeful portal to the other side.

PS. For whatever reason, Walden is probably my least favorite book of all time. Still, how I love that it is embraced by so many people and has helped to direct their nature perspective. I'd love to read your notes after you read it.

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Whenever I think of the outdoors, I am always minded of the Calvin and Hobbes strips where they are outside in the woods, presumably somewhere not far behind their house. And their conversations, which, while comical, were also very poignant. In the yard of our family cottage, as well as the little Manitoba town of Gimli in which it was located, there were several trees, or stands of trees that looked to me, as I put it, almost as good as if Jim Watterson had drawn them. Especially when the sun hit them the right way. I don't know much about Thoreau or Walden, but love especially those trees we called 'paper birches', and I know Calvin and Hobbes are out there in their little red wagon, somewhere just out of sight, where your eye can't quite catch them....

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