Tag Archives: woods

in the wild.

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imagine my delight

 when discovering this spring baby giraffe 

in the woods near my home

i had no idea that they were native to michigan.

 

“however much you know giraffes, to see one in the wild for the first time feels prehistoric.”

-jane goodall

 

 

into the wild.

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 a kind tribute

to my little himilayan irish kitty

yeti kennedy

from my compassionate vet’s office

in a perfect circle  

he

appeared from the wild

returned to the wild.

“trees are as close to immortality as the rest of us ever come.”

― karen joy fowler 

no point in hurrying.

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a walk in the woods, northern michigan style, in the new spring
“there is no point in hurrying because you are not actually going anywhere.
however far or long you plod, you are always in the same place: in the woods.”
-Bill Bryson, A Walk in the Woods

hidden life radio.

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listen….

Silent tree activity, like photosynthesis and the absorption and evaporation of water, produces a small voltage in the leaves. In a bid to encourage people to think more carefully about their local tree canopy, sound designer and musician Skooby Laposky has found a way to convert that tree activity into music.

By connecting a solar-powered sensor to the leaves of three local trees in Cambridge, Massachusetts, Laposky was able to measure the micro voltage of all that invisible tree activity, assign a key and note range to the changes in that electric activity, and essentially turn the tree’s everyday biological processes into an ethereal piece of ambient music.

You can check out the tree music yourself by listening to the Hidden Life Radio—Laposky’s art project—which aims to increase awareness of trees in Cambridge, Massachusetts, and the city’s disappearing canopy by creating a musical “voice” for the trees.

The project features the musical sounds of three Cambridge trees: a honey locust, a red oak, and an 80-year-old copper beech tree, all located outside the Cambridge Public Library. Each tree has a solar-powered biodata sonification kit installed on one of its branches that measures the tree’s hidden activities and translates it into music.

According to WBUR, between 2009 and 2014, Cambridge was losing about 16.4 acres of canopy annually, which is a huge loss considering that tree canopies are crucial to cities,  cooling them down during the summer, reducing air pollutino, sucking up carbon, and providing mental health benefits.

Laposky hopes that people will tune into Hidden Life Radio and spend time listening to the trees whose music occurs in real-time and is affected by the weather. Some days they might be silent, especially when it hasn’t rained for several days and they’re dehydrated. The project will end in November, when the leaves will drop — a “natural cycle for the project to end,” Laposky says, “when there aren’t any leaves to connect to anymore.”

 

 “in a cool solitude of trees

where leaves and birds a music spin,

mind that was weary is at ease,

new rhythms in the soul begin.”

-william kean seymour

source credits: Kristin Toussaint, The Optimist Daily, WBUR Radio

can you write?

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  “what difference does it make if you live in a picturesque little outhouse

surrounded by 300 feeble minded goats and your faithful dog?

the question is: can you write?”

Ernest Hemingway

 

 

 

early winter hiking in MacCready Nature Reserve, Irish Hills, MI, USA 2020

forage.

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oyster mushrooms at play in their natural habitat

foraging for mushrooms in the late autumn shade in the woods 

hunting in nooks and crannies, logs, trees, mossy patches

there we met a few fungi along with their mold and lichen cousins

luckily my daughter and grandies have studied a lot about mushrooms

why i’m here to tell my story.

“on the subject of wild mushrooms,

it is easy to tell who is an expert and who is not;

the expert is the one who is still alive.”

donal henahan

bear in the woods.

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ran into this guy 

when out walking 

 frozen in place

i tried to remember

what to do 

if i ever was

to meet a bear in the woods

run, play dead, make myself large, make noise

 or

take a picture

leave it in the trees

for the child who left it behind

now, missing it.

 

“he looked all alone

and so sad and so blue,

so I said, “oh, dear bear;

there’s a home here for you.”

-ingrod sawubona, A Big-Bear Birthday, Please (English version)

content.

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happened upon

this friendly-looking tree

deep in the woods

 so content and jolly

i think it would love to share its jokes.

 

“i never saw a discontented tree.

they grip the ground as though they liked it,

and though fast rooted, they travel about as far as we do.”

– john muir

 

 

bird hiils park, ann arbor, michigan, usa – summer 2020