It was four o’clock in the morning when my alarm went off. Despite being groggy, I was excited to grab my bags, head to the airport, and leave the coldest part of Canadian winter behind for sunny Arizona. Checking in for my flight, I pictured the destination and felt a smile take over my sleepy …
Sense Knocked Into Me
Friday the 13th was the beginning of my new life. It was June of 2008 when my boyfriend Aquila and I left Montreal to go WWOOFing across Canada. Our first chosen farm destination captivated me with its description of horses, vegetable gardens, and maple syrup, but the promise of equines guided my soul. Nestled in …