When we go, we always leave something of ourselves behind.When she closes her eyes to tell a story, she travels through time, back to when she and her twin sister Harriett were little girls on a big farm. From behind her wide smile a clearly remembered, deeply felt tale evolves, slowly spun in that dropped […]
It’s a compulsion, this walking alone. It’s one of my purest pleasures. Today I revisit Iron Mine Valley. Hiking in what remains of Connecticut’s wilderness, my alertness is at a high pitch, right-brained introspection at an equal one. This little JT area is the ‘front porch’ of the Natchaug State Forest, among the thickest, darkest
OPTIMISM – Ten Bucks and Change It’s hard to come by these days, isn’t it? Action, you already know, is the most effective antidote for existential gloom. Psychologists are right when they say helping others is the best medicine. I’m now belatedly but determinedly engaged in creating more ecological islands in my ragged lawn: naturalized
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Winter solstice. Our shortest days, long long LONG nights. Less sunlight is thought to produce less serotonin and more melatonin, leading to Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) for a few folks. Many of us will mourn the comfort and beauty of summer, lament the severely shrunken luxuriance of local life. Some may be the opposite: encouraged
17 September 2022 A workshop on writing about nature. Perfect…just what the Universe ordered. We meet at Knowlton Hill Preserve, George, Marcia, Emely, and me. Four people from different backgrounds with one important thing in common: a love of nature. After a brief introduction led by George, the workshop facilitator, we separate to ponder and
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