Our little farm is nestled between two river valleys. Meandering past rolling forested hills and grass pastures, these rivers run towards the ocean, where they eventually form rich tidal swamps and wetlands. The Sourwood Hat’s undulating cables remind me of the rivers, crossing and uncrossing, as they flow past our home.

Early mornings on the farm are chilly and damp, even during midsummer. Fog hangs in the valley, blanketing our pastures. It’s quiet, save for the beginnings of bird song as they greet the day. I like to wear these fingerless mitts as I wander in the garden or watch the changing morning light on the far ridges. This time is my favorite; the land...

Softly, in the morning – a gentle, spiraling song floats out across the land. A Swainson’s Thrush is singing on the farm. To me, this is forever the sound of summer, a song that both greets the day and welcomes the evening.

I live along the central Oregon coast. Not so far away, the South Jetty road winds itself along the base of towering sand dunes, offering glimpses of the ocean. Climb to the top of the dunes and the ocean spreads out as far as the eye can see, before melting into the horizon. The ever-present wind plays in the dune grass, pushing marine fog inl...

Woodswalker is a ribbed neck gaiter with cables, designed to protect your neck from inclement weather while adventuring. Knit in a single skein of Quince & Co. Lark, this neck gaiter provides warmth and comfort.