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Early one January morning, awakened by the kicks and twists of my gestating daughter, I looked out the living room window, eager for a glimpse of a black-capped chickadee, a northern flicker, perhaps a great blue heron cresting my residential Phinney Ridge neighborhood. My daughter wanted to come into the world as much as I ... Read More »
Late one winter night, on a nearby side road, my headlights caught a furry animal with large triangular ears and a long tail crawling on top of some other animal. The blacktop was dark and silent, so I threw the car in reverse and whirred backward until I could train my lights on the bloody pointed ... Read More »
“He knows God rightly who knows Him everywhere.”
~Meister Eckhart, Sermon V
Nowadays in summer I keep my hair like I did when I was a child. Back then, near the end of school, my parents would take me to the barber to get a “burr”—a title which perhaps came from the sound ... Read More »
I am leafing through the worn out pages of my old copy of John Muir’s essay (it’s really more of a long travel brochure) on Yellowstone National Park. I lifted it from a gift shop at one of the entrances to the park years ago, when some friends and I were on one ... Read More »
I don’t think I ever felt deprived of nature growing up in Brooklyn. To a little kid, New York City’s parks felt huge with endless room for adventure. I am still exploring them today. My block was not the most picturesque of streets, but it was a home for stately, beautiful Norway maples. ... Read More »
In this Route we see only vast Meadows, with little clusters of Trees here and there, which seem to have been planted by the Hand; the Grass grows so high in them, that one might lose one’s self amongst it; but everywhere we meet with Paths that are as beaten as they can ... Read More »
I’m thirty-five years old and I’ve lived in five towns or cities and eight zip codes. Today, I call the San Francisco Bay Area my home, a region far from the Atlantic salt marsh and flatland fields of my rural home ground on the Eastern Shore of Virginia, but the contours and rhythms of the ... Read More »
“The lover of nature is he … who has retained the spirit of infancy even in the era of manhood.” If Emerson is right, then perhaps that is why, beyond reasons of necessity and circumstance, I have ended up writing about urban nature. I grew up in Manchester and spent as much time as I ... Read More »
A secret beach. Right in our own town, just a stone’s throw from Chicago, give or take twenty miles. We piled on coats and mittens on a frosty November morning before heading out to the rocky bluff path that winds its way down to the lake. For my girls, a sturdy six and an adventurous ... Read More »
I heard a deer yell today. Okay … likely “yell” is not the proper technical term.
Did you know that white-tailed deer vocalize? I didn’t. Nearly five decades of life under my belt and somehow that fact had eluded me. I’d seen them often enough, quietly munching away or leaping stereotypically across a field. They were ... Read More »