By Shelly Patterson

When I first arrived on Anarchist Mountain in 2017 and walked the property we now call home, Mullein didn’t interest me in the slightest. To me, it was simply a weed.* It grew everywhere—fields of tall, sturdy…

by Shelley Patterson

Last year I wanted to write about the beautiful Indian Paintbrush that we have here on Anarchist Mountain. Somehow though, I missed the chance to photograph it before its brief season was over. This spring, however, I…

by Shelley Patterson

Spring has arrived on Anarchist Mountain, bringing bursts of colour and life back to the hillsides. One of the most striking sights right now is the bright yellow Arrowleaf Balsamroot.

These sun-like flowers rise on sturdy stems…

by Shelley Patterson

Spring on Anarchist Mountain doesn’t arrive all at once—it reveals itself in quiet, remarkable moments.

What I’ve learned in my short time here is that assumptions don’t hold much weight. Not about flora, not about fauna, and…

by Shelley Patterson

Out walking here on Anarchist Mountain, as the snow recedes quickly but true spring growth still feels out of reach, I’ve been noticing low-lying clusters of burgundy, red, and lime-green glossy leaves exposed now on the damp…