Day: November 8, 2000

I rested by the fire, my work done for the day, staring into the dancing flames as the autumn leaves glowed amber in the setting sun. I’d just put the finishing touches to my winter camp, on the summit of a mountain a few miles outside the Asheville city limits. My sturdy lean-to, built with … Read more

When I first met Linsi Deyo, she was busy crafting a pile of funny round cushions she called “zafus.” I was impressed. Here was a woman who had found a trade she could follow in her rural Appalachian community, while most of the rest of us were commuting to Asheville. Little did I know that, … Read more