Our Living Planet
From The New York Times: The Earth Is Just as Alive as You Are Scientists once ridiculed the idea of a living planet. Not anymore. It’s time to revisit the Gaia Hypothesis. “If Earth breathes, sweats and quakes — if … Continued
Morning Walk: Revelations, Reflections, and Wonder
By: Karen Stevenson DIRT ROAD ON THE EAST SIDE: I find a turkey tail feather lying in my path, a sign, perhaps, of the end of tom-foolery display and indifferent hens that are now out of sight, setting on nests … Continued
Remnants of a Season
By Karen Stevenson Remnants of a misty moisty morning walk…a deer skull, lichen, autumn leaves, and a nest. Remnant…remembering…a fading season, an empty nest, and bones. A tree covered in the feathery blue-green-gray lichen, a nest fallen from a tree, … Continued
Nature brings Peace to the World
An article exploring how being surrounded by nature, or having a tree outside our window, can calm us, reduce violence, and bring peace. Full Article Here
Awestruck
Poem and Collage by one of our Snork Dorks – Karen Stevenson!
Look, Don’t Touch!
A fantastic article encouraging kids (and their adults) to immerse themselves in nature, make mud pies, build forts, and climb trees. Nature can take it, and the love they develop for nature as a kid will foster environmentally friendly behaviors … Continued
Screen Addiction and Children
A new article from the New York times about Screen Addiction in China, the US, and how more children spend more of their lives in a digital world than the real one. Coincides with a new documentary from PBS called … Continued
Stunning, Intimate Portraits of Bees
National Geographic has outdone itself again. Check out these stunning images of bees using photography developed by the US Military.
Spring Awakening on the American Prairie Reserve
A photo essay on the awakening prairie and its animals on the American Prairie Reserve. View Photos>>
A Rock Story
By Karen Stevenson I love rocks! After spending a day trekking around the countryside, I have been known to arrive at home with my pockets filled with rocks. I suppose I learned that habit from my mother. She kept a … Continued