This Fungi I know… by Emily Rechin

This Fungi I know… by Emily Rechin

‘Tis the season of death, or at least a long rest, in nature. The trees are bare, the grass has stopped growing, and the stems of plants brown, shriveled, and lifeless. Many in New York find the season dreary and mundane. Yet we are all guilty of not realizing how...
Mixed Company by Katie Finch

Mixed Company by Katie Finch

On a rare, sunny day in late November, Karen Hansen from Samsara Yoga Center in Jamestown led a reflective walk for the Audubon Remembers event. It was one of those days that is truly a gift in late fall. The clouds and rain predicted never materialized. Bright blue...
Winter Skeletons by Sarah Hatfield

Winter Skeletons by Sarah Hatfield

This is a revealing time of year. Without the leaves on many of the trees and shrubs, sightlines are longer, that which is hidden forms shadowy outlines and lurking forms. Sometimes it is downed tree, with roots now reaching toward the sky. Other times is a gnarled...
A Sense of Wonder by Chelsea Jandreau

A Sense of Wonder by Chelsea Jandreau

I can clearly remember the first time I found myself in a grove of Giant Sequoias. On the first night of a camping trip, a group of us went out on a night hike under an almost full moon. We had the trail to ourselves and the entire experience was overwhelming in the...