I remember the feel of raspy pine bark and gummy resin on my hands as I climbed deep into a pine tree as a child. Eastern white pine trees have a wonderful radial branch pattern making them just about the…
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Why I Love Downtown Airports
Some people, my wife among them, hate airports, airplanes, and all the recycled-air and bustle of people hassle of air travel. I’m from an rare breed that loves airports, the smell of unburned kerosene, the rush of jet engines, the…
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The Treehugger
The longer you parent the more you learn that simple things are best: carousels, crayons, mud, and trees. The camphor tree in our front yard has a swing hanging from one limb, a sublime scatter of shade, and an entire…
The Magic of Forests
Growing up in the Eastern United States I was lucky to live a life in the forest. The chirring of fussy mockingbirds, the perky call of chickadees and the haunting call of mourning doves are implanted in my mind forever. …
