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Learning to Walk

“With each step, take refuge in Mother Earth.” The first thing I notice is that I’m following my shadow. This has always been a shady chamber of tall white pines, but one of the grandfathers has fallen, and new and sunlit growth surrounds the path through Holt/Kinney Woods. In Kay Holt’s childhood, she knew this […]

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Turn On Your Love Light

Dusk is the deepest part of twilight, that fleeting time of not quite dark when magic feels possible. At dusk this June you could catch magic in a mason jar like you did at the age of six. Remember? Optimism can be hard to come by, but this year the fireflies did their part. Our

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Frogs and Salamanders and Other Herps at Allanach-Wolf Woodlands

Earlier this Spring we joined a special Joshua’s Trust hike at Windham’s Allanach-Wolf Woodlands. This expansive 120-acre JT property hosts a rich ecosystem of forest, swamps, and waterways. A paved drive allows easier access to nature, but there are also walking trails winding through the woods and around stream-fed Lake Marie, where geese and ducks

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Yesterday and Today

Early June; it’s the cusp of summer. As soon as I come over the hill and squeeze through the thick mountain laurel, I pick up the chorus of voices. From above, The Eastern Pe-wee (Pee-a-wee), the Pine Warbler, whose fast chirps defy mnemonics. And the Gray Tree Frog, whose trill sounds like a sedated Red-bellied

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Let’s Talk Turtles

When was the last time you came across a Wood Turtle? How about a Box Turtle? I usually suggest a hike. This time, take a drive. During the next several weeks we can all participate in a valuable rescue service.   You’ve probably read that Galapagos Tortoises live for over two hundred years. Did you

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Luxury

It wasn’t until I went looking for the heron rookery that I realized it had been too long since I walked in the woods alone, for what I might call “spiritual reawakening.” You might call it peace. You might not call it anything. But to me, this winter felt longer and more bitter than it

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