If the Milkweed Mercantile (Dancing Rabbit’s very own eco B&B) is the heart of the village, then the big toothy grin of the village is a charming old fellow in plaid. Folks around here like to call him Uncle Kurt. You’ll often find him hanging o ...
Being a teenager in a village of inspiring, powerful, knowledgeable people has its perks and quirks. For one thing, I have never before found myself in such a vastly diverse group of people that are so passionate about living their like-minded value ...
Howdy y'all! I grew up in Rushville Illinois, but spent 30 years in Texas, where I picked up some of the local lingo. When I’m a’down in the rough part of Seguin, Texas I might could turn it awn kinna heavy. I like saying y'all because it feels so i ...
Hang gliding is a blast. So says Bob, one of my oldest (and most interesting) friends at Dancing Rabbit Ecovillage. Coping with the challenges posed by climate change is a lot like hang gliding. Image Source: Audrey. Changes made: image flipped a ...
As fall turns frigid here at Dancing Rabbit, I’ve been thinking a lot about the phrase, “You reap what you sow.” Avi here. I’m a fall kind of guy. I like the slowing down; the coziness; and the harvesting of and reflecting on what was from the curre ...
I've been deeply enjoying the long, slow autumn moment these past few weeks, with the low temperatures flirting with freezing but not going far enough below to make all the trees' leaves fall. Instead, they've been passing slowly through the fantasy ...
“They walked on, thinking of This and That, and by-and-by they came to an enchanted place on the very top of the Forest called Galleons Lap, which is sixty-something trees in a circle; and Christopher Robin knew that it was enchanted because nobody ...
Hi friends! Prairie here from the newly frost-strewn planes of northeast Missouri. Prairie having fun in demolition mode, overseen by a sneaky Aurelia. Our twenty-second annual Land Day took place (thankfully) the Saturday before our first fre ...