We meet on the prairie, dodge badger holes, pitch tents, fill them with our thickest pads to guard our hips and knees against the lumpy, hilly ground covered in bunch grass and an occasional boulder. We bring a pen and notebook and extricate ourselves from our keyboards and pre-occupations; we practice presence and inhale setting. We expect to find a deep connection with this land, and the gumption to write about it in a way that touches and inspires. And we come to hear stories, others, and with any luck, our own.
