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 Shelly Patterson

Autumn on Anarchist Mountain carries its own kind of beauty — the air crisp, the colors shifting, and flashes of red berries dotting the hillsides. Among the most striking are the rose hips, the hardy fruit of…

By Shelly Patterson

Whether you are driving the roads or walking the trails on Anarchist Mountain lately, chances are you’ve seen golden plumes swaying in the late summer and now autumn breeze. Goldenrod (Solidago spp.) is one of the most…