Golf. Day 3. – Misty

Yes, you read that right. I skipped day 2 and went straight to number 3. Day 2 consisted of the golf tournament (the only day I actually played) and I had my hands full trying to swing that club, rather than record media. So no, I have no pictures from that day. Just know that…

Golf. Day 1. – Misty

Ahh, golf.  My least favorite of Dirt Therapies.  Jake loves it.  I tolerate it.  No sport can make me angrier, more frustrated, or expel the dirtiest of words from my vocabulary than the game of golf.  I can say that I do love getting out there in a park-like setting, watching my husband do what…

Something to Give – Misty

Obviously, I’ve had a little time now to really submerge myself into this whole Dirt Therapy world, spend countless hours purposefully and intentionally paying close attention to my personal outdoor experiences, and get a feel for the psychological and physical benefits. And let me tell you – there’s something to it. Don’t get me wrong…

Self-Care: Is It Just A Buzzword? – Kaela

As I am writing this, a chunk of our Dirt Therapy crew is out at Smith Rock in Eastern Oregon and I am not. I am sitting on my couch. I think it might have even been my suggestion to put Smith Rock on the options list for this weekend. However, I’ve been thinking a…

A Love Affair – Kaela

I was in first grade when I fell in love with the outdoors. I vividly remember wandering down trails of the McDonald-Dunn Forest outside my hometown wet and cold with all my first grade classmates. Naturally it was raining– it is Oregon after all. But I remember the glistening ferns and the loamy smell of…