Frost Mountain Yurts

One night away together with Hans, without kids, is pretty amazing.  When we return to our busy lives, it always feels like we just had a week’s vacation.  This weekend we stayed at our new favorite get away.  Frost Mountain Yurts, in Brownfield, ME is located north west of Portland, and well worth the hour-long drive.

We arrived late in the afternoon, checked ourselves in, and hiked a short distance to our own personal yurt.  The quiet path was covered with a thick layer of leaves but the trail was well marked.  It was very exciting to spy our yurt as we approached.  I loved the recently carved pumpkin that greeted us and the cozy deck.

Until Saturday night, I’ve never had the pleasure of sleeping in a yurt.  It’s kind of like a large tent, but more like a one-room cabin.  These yurts are adorned with almost everything that one could ever need on an overnight including a wood stove to provide both ambience and warmth–so much warmth that we had to open the skylight at the center of our temporary circular home.

Our yurt was located alongside this little trickling brook.

The yurts are free of electricity but have a gas cookstove and a gas light.  We were instructed to bring water, sleeping bags, pillows, food, and flashlights–they had everything else.  The yurts are thoughtfully provisioned with quality items.

The next photo is taken from the floor looking up at the center of the yurt in our fire-lit room.  We played Scrabble in front of the fire and I won’t say who won but I will say I earned 57 points in one turn.

We went for a hike as soon as we arrived because of the rapidly fading light.  I’m looking forward to returning with my kids to hike more or even to cross country ski and have a winter adventure.  (There is a box of games under one of the three sets of bunk beds.)

This morning we brought our sleeping bags and coffee outside.

And we ate our GrandyOats granola left for us by the owners.

Overall, this was a fantastic evening getaway.  My only wish is that we had more time to take advantage of the free kayaks and canoes that you could borrow and to hike a little more.  The place is open year round.

For more information about them check out their site:

Now I’m dreaming of putting a yurt on my property to serve as my home office getaway.



About a year ago I went for a run in the woods behind Evergreen Cemetery.  I love runs in the rain.  I dodge puddles, feel the rain on my face, and generally have the outdoors to myself.  On this memorable journey through the quiet woods I know and love, I passed a man wearing a NAVY hat.  He was approximately 80 years old and he was poking at things in a large puddle with a long stick.  He gave me a warm and gigantic grin as I passed and asked, “Having fun in the rain?”
This brief yet wonderful connection strengthened my resolve for how important it is to let our children play in puddles, to play with sticks, to get outside often, and to just have time to mess about with the natural world.  Children deserve to grow up knowing the joys of pushing things around in puddles and how quiet the outdoors can be during a rain.  
Whether the puddles you play in are large or small or in the rain or on perfectly sunny days–may all your puddle adventures return you to the simple joys you experienced as a child.

Jewell Falls

Recently on our way home from an errand I said, “Let’s stop and go to Jewell Falls.”

“Noooo.” my children responded in unison.  My oldest added, “You said this was going to be a quick trip to the store.”

He’s right.  I said it was going to be quick and it wasn’t.  But a quick  stop to visit a beautiful place is worth further retreating on my word.  With an easy jump to another lane, we were on our way to one beautiful waterfall, about 1.5 miles from our home.

Both my children and I were grateful for this short trip to this magical place.  I need to get them into the woods more regularly.  I never regret doing so and, once they’re out of the car, neither do they.