Lay of the Land
Hickory, Gooseberry, Pipeline
WALKING THE CENTER of Lockatong Creek in late summer, my pants rolled up, I saw the tree. I had been stepping carefully so as not to catch little fish in my Continue reading
Lay of the Land
Lay of the Land
The Last Cricket
BLAME IT ON OCTOBER. A nor’easter blows rain for three straight days and the gleam of blackened tree trunks lifts every summer thought from my head. Then one night I find Continue reading
Lay of the Land
The Pill Bugs of Federal Plaza
EVERY MORNING , my young daughter and I walk from our apartment just above ground zero in Lower Manhattan to her school in the shadow of the Brooklyn Bridge. We cut Continue reading
Lay of the Land
The Poet and the Scientist
MY FATHER has collected the most substantial body of fish-based Index of Biotic Integrity data for a watershed of its size anywhere in the world. This is an accomplishment he can Continue reading
Lay of the Land
Brilliant Forests, Burning
British Columbia is burning, like so much of the West — and like so much of the West… Continue reading