Wood wide web
I walked in the woods like I did as a child. Exploring, stopping, backtracking, some searching…not trying to exercise or power through it. These are “my woods” — the Crabtree Neck Land Trust property...
I walked in the woods like I did as a child. Exploring, stopping, backtracking, some searching…not trying to exercise or power through it. These are “my woods” — the Crabtree Neck Land Trust property...
Love this writer: Jenny Odell In her how to do nothing article, she writes about Mierle Laderman Ukeles, whose Maintenance Manifesto, 1969 is familiar to me from earlier aimless Internet browsing. We bicycled past a...
Cycling / Making / Rivers / Travel / Walking
by Catherine · Published January 7, 2019 · Last modified May 19, 2020
Yes, it’s a new year. I feel unsettled. Still cloudy-minded, striving for what, I don’t know. To recapture what can’t be recaptured, to move to an imagined place of deeper meaning. Still making. It’s...
Yesterday I tried to repeat a hike I’ve done before from Schoodic Bog trailhead. I couldn’t make it up the little hill to the trailhead parking, too slippery. So I parked along the roadside....
Hiked the Schoodic Bog loop today. A newish trail, just flagged. No bog bridges or signs. But I felt comfortable due to the flagging, Schoodic looking out for me, and my blaze orange hat....
One last record a solo ski on Old Pond Rail Trail cold, but comfortable fell once, a maneuver to get upright beautiful snow, and monochromatic gray 2.3 miles
The year is almost over snow below, winds above branches iced with white snowshoeing in the preserve with Andrea precious