Lead Article
The Deep, Dark Woods
Let’s say you’re a rational, educated person with an appreciation for nature’s ways. The summer you were 12, you went to Camp Hi-Dee-Ho, where you were introduced to the forest by learning the difference between compound and simple leaves, a distinction that is murky now. You particularly enjoyed the ghost stories that were told around the crackling campfire on moonless nights and the re-enactment of the story about the headless horseman, in which you played the horse. Back at the hut (called a hut though you suspected even then that honest-to-goodness huts don’t have flush toilets), you quickly picked up the art of short-sheeting but wrestled with the challenge of pretending to be a good sport when it happened to …
Feature Articles
Photo Essay: Harvesting in a Time of Plenty
Most of us, whether or not we have farming or even gardening in our blood, think of fall as harvest time. The September full moon is known as the harvest moon, fall celebrations are often-as-not called harvest festivals, and those of us who do tend gardens keep them limping along in the face of imminent …
Woodland Invasives: Doing Battle with Non-Native Plants
A huge mound of vines, 8 feet wide by a dozen yards long, lay baking in the August sun. The effort required to cut all those vines by hand, drag them out of the woods, and pile them up to dry suggested someone with a mission.
Walking past the mound, I left the clearing and …
The Outside Story
“Record” Snowfalls Not Always So Impressive
January 05, 2009
Snow: Love it if you ski, but hate it if you have a long driveway.
I happen to cross-country ski and like lots of snow, and so far, two weeks into the new winter, I have few complaints. Maybe it will be as good as …
Editor's Blog
Captive Hunting in Vermont?
by Dave Mance III
January 02, 2009
Happy New Year
by Courtney Mahaney
January 01, 2009
Coal in My Stocking? Thanks!
by Dave Mance III
December 26, 2008
From the Archive
New Eyes on the Forest
The young people board the van in the middle of a loud, congested neighborhood. As they ride, they watch the scenery gradually change from factories and apartment buildings to fields and forests. They arrive at their destination, a peaceful spot deep in the woods unlike any place they’ve ever been before. They spend the day in the quiet forest with a couple of instructors learning, exploring, playing, and working together. …
