Just a short-ish post this week — I’ve been traveling across parts of New England all week, and it’s been tremendously exciting. I’m just so happy and grateful for all of it.
I’m particularly grateful for leaves.
After a long winter, it was fantastic to arrive in Connecticut (a new state — kapow!) and see leaves on the trees. Lots of leaves. and even some flowers. Amazing!
It made me realize that this week was the first time I’d seen deciduous trees with leaves since mid-October. That’s eight months without leaves!! I was sad to see them go in the fall, and it’s wonderful to see them back!
I’m also grateful for beautiful landscapes.
Years ago someone asked me where I’d live if it wasn’t the UP. One of the locations I named was Vermont because of it’s combination of woods and farms and active garden and food scene (the other place was the Driftless area of Wisconsin, for the same reasons). I love landscapes of fields and forest, and it’s been wonderful to spend lots of time (even windshield time) seeing these places.
And this trip has been especially interesting because I’ve gotten to think about the landscape in relation to forest and conservation history. I got to see the dioramas of eastern forest history at Harvard Forest, which I learned about in college. I was also able to spend a lot of time at Marsh-Billings-Rockefeller National Historical Park, essentially the birthplace of American forestry. And, finally, I’ve just been able to spend a lot of time in the woods with smart folks learning about this area and soaking in some sunshine and trees. So grateful.