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Ammi Midstokke: Knitting season arrives with misguided optimism

Every season that comes, I sigh with relief at the end of the associated seasonal labor and optimistically plan what I will do with all my free time.

Ammi Midstokke: That time a worst nightmare came true

When you live alone in the mountains with a kid, relying on solar power and YouTube instructional videos to keep your house running, you have a different set of fears …

Ammi Midstokke: Pursuing friendships and other excuses to play outside

A while back something shifted in the universe and I found myself in a position to accept applications for new friends. There had been some moving of schools, moving of …

Ammi Midstokke: Church on the water – morning rituals on skis

The rising sun is already casting its soft light on the lake as we pull up to the marina. It’s quiet but for a few morning sounds – birds, bees, …

Ammi Midstokke: Rest and other charlatan treatments

I do all the things we’re supposed to do to take care of our bodies. I drink moderately (sometimes moderately more), I eat a ridiculous amount of salad, I sleep …

Ammi Midstokke: New ways of exploring: Paddle board expeditions

Some of my favorite friends are the ones with a ridiculous sense of adventure and a impulse buying habit.

Ammi Midstokke: Tenant troubles for backwoods landlords

I am not sure if there is ever a particularly pleasant place in which to encounter a nest of wasps, but I am sure that doing so while dangling from …

Ammi Midstokke: Midlife crisis for backwoods girls

I don’t need a fast car. Fast cars are low to the ground and red and wouldn’t make it past the first gravel pitch of my driveway on a good …

Ammi Midstokke: Mother Nature has its own plans for my garden

This spring, my garden is going to be done

Ammi Midstokke: The story of a boy, a boat, and love at first bite

Kara Berlin was living the aspirational life of any young urbanite.

Ammi Midstokke: If life were an ultramarathon

Fact: While I have now completed an ultramarathon, this does not make me an ultramarathoner. The former suggests I survived. The latter suggests I

Ammi Midstokke: Magic and other desperate means of motivation

I was in Germany and fighting a recurring bout of bronchitis. I knew because I had it earlier that season and I was brilliantly attempting to ignore it and run …

Ammi Midstokke: Relationship therapy with your body

I am a believer of science. Inasmuch, I have accepted that, as a general rule, I know next to nothing about pretty much every topic with few exceptions: nutrition, Bruce …

Ammi Midstokke: Correspondence from the Serengeti

The sun is setting behind a cloud cover of blue hues as the greens and browns of the Serengeti fade to the monochrome of night. When the day loses color, …

Ammi Midstokke: The gentle reminders of Mother Nature

I don’t always like going outside. Outside it is cold and wet. The snow, apparently here to stay this year, is deep and heavy.

Ammi Midstokke: Big things, little things, and perspective

I lost a friend to suicide this week. It was the kind of shocking loss that leaves you confused and asking questions that may never be answered.

Ammi Midstokke: Raising a generation of accidental conservationists

“Are we democrats or republicans?” asked my 10-year-old on our way out to Pinnacles National Park in California. Honestly, I’d rather have

Ammi Midstokke: Russians shower cold, too

Back in the day, I lived in Germany and had a roommate from Estonia. Among teaching me how to make traditional Russian Borscht and other things, she also explained to …

Ammi Midstokke: More things we never recommend you do

Let me preface this week’s adventures with a very hearty do-not-try-this-at-home. Unless you have to. Then ignore the warning.

Ammi Midstokke: The inevitability of extinction

“You’ll want to go on safari,” said my mom, “before those animals are extinct.” The extinction we’re trying to beat is Scott’s. He wants to climb Kilimanjaro before he wins …

Ammi Midstokke: Rad Old People, the only real age-defying pill

Something has changed in our American culture of aging, deeming the process of aging a thing one ought to avoid despite its inevitability. In other cultures, we can still witness …

Ammi Midstokke: The slow goodbyes we never want to say

In a single moment, the fragility and impermanence of the world, not

Ammi Midstokke: 40, and other seasons to try to resist

It seems rather silly to me that we all exclaim with the same shock and wonder each year when the leaves come tumbling down. “Can you believe it’s fall already?”

Ammi Midstokke: An open letter to my beloved readers

From time to time, you charming people, you perusers of periodicals, you informed intellectuals and havers of humor, will reach your own pen to paper and fingers to keyboard, sharing …

Ammi Midstokke: Fetching firewood and other life lessons

I didn’t know it growing up, but some of the most valuable wisdom I would learn would come from chopping wood.

Ammi Midstokke: The brown dog reaches adolescence

The only thing more obnoxious than a parent who thinks their kids are infallible is a dog owner blind to the grievances of their dog. Thank goodness both my child …

Ammi Midstokke: Plan B – Adventure control for the ill-prepared

I woke up to the sound of rain drops hitting my tent. I had left the fly off so I could watch the meteor showers and as I was jolted …

Ammi Midstokke: Training for successful failures

In my line of work, I am consistently reminding people that we don’t fail or succeed. We don’t suddenly arrive at the end game and never crave a Twinkie again.

Ammi Midstokke: Relationshipping in the Great Outdoors

I should warn my readers that the events herein were performed by advanced, expert relationshippers. I know this because I’ve spent a small fortune on therapy over the years and …

Ammi Midstokke: The long (sandy, hilly, sloping) ride home

Some days start out better than they finish. It’s just a reality, such as what goes up must come down. In my case, what goes down must come up.