Almost ready!
In order to save audiobooks to your Wish List you must be signed in to your account.
Log in Create accountShop small, give big!
With credit bundles, you choose the number of credits and your recipient picks their audiobooks—all in support of local bookstores.
Start giftingLimited-time offer
Get two free audiobooks!
Now’s a great time to shop indie. When you start a new one credit per month membership supporting local bookstores with promo code SWITCH, we’ll give you two bonus audiobook credits at sign-up.
Sign up todayWhere the Weeds Grow
This audiobook uses AI narration.
We’re taking steps to make sure AI narration is transparent.
Learn moreSummary
While roaming North America in search of answers, Curt Melliger stumbled upon a number of them in the most unlikely of locations and the strangest of situations. He learned that gaining access to the ultimate is not possible by taking the safe, easy, predictable route, but rather by walking on the wild side.
The wild side of life.
This book is a selection of Curt’s essays on subjects ranging from the simplest of all to the most sublime, from the wonders of water, rock, and moonlight to the miracle of existence, the mystery of death, and the possibility of returning to heaven early. It explores ocean, desert, and mountain, places that are not on any map, and the unmowed corner of your backyard. It examines adrenaline rushes, near-death experiences, and “impossible” coincidences.
There are stories about discovering the secret to happiness in the middle of nowhere, the heart of the city, and small-town alleys late at night. Moments when time seems to stop moving and when it flies at the speed of light. Things that last only for a split second and others that endure forever. Looking into the eyes of a wolf and feeling the feathers on a pigeon’s back. Hearing the call of the wild and responding accordingly.
For raw, pure, unadulterated wildness is readily available on this unparalled planet we inhabit, but only if we dare to cut the rope and leave the herd behind. Because, you see, ecstasy lies just beyond the lawn, the pavement, and the fence.
It waits for us in the weeds.