“Go pick out something to make for dinner,” our host said to us at the end of each day. Rather than reaching for the handle of the refrigerator, we grabbed a sweater and reached for the handle of the back door. Soft, cold dirt squished between our bare toes as we moved through the...
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Rain Stites This is WWOOFing Gritting my teeth, I slipped gloves back over each of my stinging, red, dirt-caked hands. My body was sore but my heart so full; I was ready for war. An army of stinging nettle plants towered over me. I knew, though, that little by little, we’d make progress and...
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Hundreds of kilometers had passed under our tires since our last meal. As our little red truck zoomed through the trees toward our rest spot for the evening, I placed my hand over my growling stomach to let it know I’d ease its emptiness as soon as I could. My boyfriend and I were...
Continue readingWrite as Rain: The hunter and the avocado, A story of love 💚
They say opposites attract. For my boyfriend Rick and me, that couldn’t be more true — especially during meal time. Once upon a time, Rick and I had the same tastes; We both liked pepperonis on our pizzas and ketchup on our burgers. At the time, it’s as if the aroma of cooking meat...
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