By Katherine Hale - Eight hundred years ago, the Japanese Zen master Dogen wrote, “The green mountains are always walking.” I was instantly taken with the truth of his words. Of course the green mountains (and the Green Mountains of Vermont) are always walking! How could they not? Dogen didn't know what I know about… Continue reading Green Mountains Walking
By Jessie Griffin - Coffee-colored water peels away from our boat, sending ripples across the glass surface of Lake Drummond. The ancient cypress trees begin to dance as our wake bends their reflections. We’re crossing this hidden, undeveloped lake at the center of a once-vast wetland stretching from southern Virginia across a million acres into… Continue reading Fire in the Swamp
Suppose you were a mink in need of breakfast in Burlington. Where would you go? Alicia Daniel, Field Naturalist for the city of Burlington and 1988 graduate of the FNEP program, could probably tell you. Follow Alicia (and the mink) in the recent Burlington Free Press article "Burlington's wild heart," written by FNEP graduate Kerstin Lange.
By Bryan Pfeiffer - YOU DON'T NEED PUNXSUTAWNEY PHIL to know which way the wind blows. Groundhog Day ain't about shadows. It's about sex. Birds and rodents now begin a season of foreplay. No, spring is not around the corner – at least not here in Vermont. Songbirds don't rely on the vagaries of weather… Continue reading Shadows and Sex
By Sean Beckett - One good thing about a mild winter is we avoid that familiar experience of leaving a warm house to enter the arctic interior of a frosty, morning car. Imagine sitting down in that frigid seat: Your shoulders tense and tighten like old taffy, you shiver spontaneously, and the chill leaks into… Continue reading Winterizing
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