The sun is shining today. The snow in the mountains is melting; the rivers are getting high.

And I have the world’s worst cabin fever. I need to taste the fresh air and stretch my legs.

I think that we’ve established that I know nothing about horses, cowboy hats, or true cowgirl life… other than what the cowgirls themselves teach me.

This time of year is always a little tricky for me to run my own business. Real cowgirls are all outside, working their cows and planting their crops. They’re already tan and tough. I don’t think a journal shop can operate outside. I could never tell a customer: Sorry your journal got wet and wrinkly. It started to hail. And that smudge is grizzly bear scat because we were building books in the mountains by a berry bush.

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I feel a pretty intense call to help people celebrate life. We’re weaving our way through such beautiful journeys together.

There is an incredible strength behind not-for-profit organizations, many of whom operate with the same life-enriching and life-embracing goals. When I opened Gadanke up to wholesale, there was no question about it. Gadanke journals would also be available at wholesale prices for not-for-profits.

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The past month since returning from Germany has flown by in a blur. My time in German lessons and the long walks by bakeries and thousands of apartments feel like a distant memory. There’s wildlife and bits of snow instead.

My camera hasn’t been touched much. Some weeks, this blog hasn’t been, either. Yet I have written dozens of journal pages about the daily joys in our life back in Montana.

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