Wait. I'm volunteering?

Good homemade vegetarian food, new people, friendly faces, dinner under the moonlight, board games, dancing, singing, stimulating conversation, and laughing.

As a first time volunteer here at Wild Mountains, I had no idea what to expect. From the moment of meeting Justin and Richard at the bottom of the mountain to the hugs of goodbye on Sunday, we had the above and so much more.

Even as I write this, we are doing our end chores and singing, "bye bye miss American pie" as a group.

My weekend here showed me how to use what we have to get what we need, how strangers can bond, and how good you can feel by getting your hands dirty in some good old fashion gardening

Can't wait until the next volunteer weekend in May!

Xoxo