The Medicine of the Dirt Farmer

Colin Monner

Pictured above is Michael Monner and his son Colin, the two dirt kickers of A Stones Throw RV Campground.

As our fourth season at A Stones Throw RV Campground comes to a close, we’re already looking ahead! People are excited about camping next year, we’ve reserved ten new sites for ten new guests who are planning ahead for next year in just the last month!

When we ask prospective guests why they are considering our campground, the answer is usually “community”. It’s incredibly rewarding to hear on a tour that they’ve heard about the strong sense of community that we are fostering here. Our guests get to know one another, gardeners share advice, and kids make lifelong friends.

Our location, just five minutes from the Village of Milo, is truly an absolute gem. Milo is a wonderful rural community in Southern Alberta where locals are happy to greet one another on the sidewalk and chat at the Milo Hotel (Wings Night on Wednesdays is a huge hit!). Campground guests often get to know Wayne at the Milo Cafe and Charity at the Milo Greens Grocery Store. Everyone treats each other like a neighbor and a friend. As a proud Milo Lions member, I think it is fantastic seeing both locals and campground guests together enjoying BBQs, Pancake Suppers, and of course, Turkey Bingo!

We have been so fortunate to meet so many wonderful, salt-of-the-earth people over the past four seasons. How lucky are we!

If you Google search A Stones Throw RV Campground, you will find some very kind reviews about our campground and team. We recently received a heartfelt letter that we would love to share with you below.



The Medicine of the Dirt Farmer

When my friend and I first became displaced by family, we spent the month of June in Walmart parking lots. Two older women, alone, with no electricity, no running water. Every few days we searched for a tap to refill sixteen 4-liter bottles just to keep the RV going. Showers came when we could visit her brother’s house.

Other RVs would come and go, circling up near us like wagons, but no one spoke. Fear lingered—fear of each other, fear of the outside world. That silence taught me something painful: how much we as a larger community are crumbling, forgetting how to lean on one another.

Then July came. Spirit guided us to a different kind of place.

In the middle of a farmer’s field—what Colin himself calls “the dirt farmer’s land”—sat A Stones Throw RV Campground.

And there, we discovered the medicine of the dirt farmer.

The gates gave us security. The coulee gave us peace—alive with birds, fish, and coyotes who howled across the hills at night like guardians checking in on their radios. The city’s heavy energy was gone, replaced by a rhythm of land, sky, and creatures in harmony.

At night, with the fire burning, our worries would drift away in the crackle of the flames. And when the skies cleared, the stars came out in a way that felt magical—so many, so bright, as though the universe itself leaned close to remind us we belonged here.

But the true medicine was in the people. Colin and his family built something rare: community. Long weekends brought markets and the Hutterites, moments of gathering instead of scattering. At Lois and Bill Dietz’s farm, their donkey laughed out loud in perfect timing with my own laughter, as if the earth itself was in on the joke. And Colin—his laughter was the kind the land could carry, rolling through silence and reaching me like a warm breeze when I needed it most.

I’ll never forget how his mother introduced herself and her family, Michael and Monica Monner of Milo—small kindnesses that made us feel seen.

And when the storm struck, Colin and his family were there. Others came too, checking if we were okay. That doesn’t happen everywhere. That doesn’t happen most places. But here, it did.

Now October 15 approaches, and this chapter will close for the winter. But the medicine of the dirt farmer will remain with me—a place of safety, of laughter on the wind, of star-filled nights and firelit peace.

We may have arrived displaced by family, but here at A Stones Throw we found the true bonds of family—woven not by blood, but by care, kindness, and community.

To Colin and his family: may your winter be blessed, and may Spirit bring us together again next year.

Much Love,

from Peggy Squirrel and Nicole Kershaw

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We were truly touched to receive this recent letter—it is not every day we hear such kind words!

If you are interested in getting more use out of your RV, skipping the hassle of daily reservations, and saving on gas, we welcome you to come out for a tour of our development. We are a private, gated, quiet little seasonal only camping community in Southern Alberta conveniently located just one hour away from South Calgary. Please let us know if you would like to schedule a visit.

Happy Camping!
A Stones Throw RV Campground

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