Porcupine! I smiled as the source of ruffling leaves made itself known to me.
When I am quiet I hear the woodpecker keeping the beat to the symphony of ruby-crowned kinglet trills, chickadee-dee-dees, and phoebes, to webbed feet running on water, to water lapping on rock.
On a rainy Thursday night in Toronto I ventured down to Evergreen Brick Works to listen to a panel discuss how Toronto can use its ravine system to “enrich the health and happiness of our families and community.”
Or: Three Things You Need to Know about Richard Mabey’s Nature Cure I had grand plans of writing a New York Times-style book review for Richard Mabey’s memoir Nature Cure. I found myself bored out of my wits writing it, so here’s what I want you to know about this gem of a bookContinue reading “Book Review: Nature Cure”
The girls ran up the walkway at the Wild Center, following the noise of the crowd, their young legs seemingly unaffected by our Mount Arab hike only an hour earlier. Their moms and I trudged behind them, dodging and weaving around other adults who had stopped to read the interpretive signs lining the railings.
I have spent much of my free time over the last week deliberating on the word contribution – what it means to me, how it plays a role in the life I lead and the work I do, who I impact. It’s a concept, if not the word itself, I’ve thought of often over theContinue reading “Contribution”