°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ On May 3rd, 2024, I took my final venture of freshman year to my phenology blog spot. Due to the time of year, it was more lively than I had ever seen. The amount of birds I spotted in passing did not even level the amount of birdsong I heard, while also seeing friendly insects buzzing around the brook. The weather also felt perfect, so it made for a fantastic day for a final visit.
I have been at this site since October, and to say it has changed is an understatement. Now that winter has passed and there are truly signs of spring, the color has come back into my phenological spot. However, there are fewer ferns than I had imagined, as when I first visited in the fall there was a large number of ferns, all right by the brook. Whether they are covered under the ever-present leaf litter or have yet to grow, I hope they return to their autumnal glory in the summer months while I am home. There was once a planted boxelder tree accompanying my site, but it has long been uprooted and now lays within the small clearing, as it did through the winter as well. While there were still old uproots and lesser ferns, there was still a large amount of regrowth occurring, in the form of small Eastern Hemlocks and other vegetation. I also saw a bloomed common serviceberry tree, which I had not seen in any prior visit. There were also signs of human-helped growth, with plots of planted trees visible in the distance from my spot. As the weather continues to warm, I can only imagine how beautiful my blog spot in Centennial Woods will come to its fullest potential, under the summer sun.
Some various landmarks of my site over the school year have become the field of ferns, the brook, and the Eastern Hemlocks that surround it. I originally chose this location because I enjoy hemlocks, and I thought the brook was pretty. The ferns were discovered upon further digging, but they were a very nice surprise to stumble upon. All of these landmarks feel so familiar, even with the latter landmark of the uprooted boxelder that joined their ranks in the winter. Seeing these things visit after visit has begun to make it feel like visiting an old friend, catching up every few months with a visit to admire her beauty in varying weather conditions.
The ways nature and culture intertwine in centennial is easily through the people. On my visit, I ran into many peers who were also taking advantage of the weather to come to their spots. Throughout the year, I had also seen other students using this beautiful natural land to further their education through place-based education. This spot is also very highly valued by the community, as there is always a large amount of community members walking their dogs in the area. Having such a fundamental area for the community is vital to the culture of a place, as many kinds of people and cultures intersect under the same tree canopies to enjoy the natural beauty of an area.
This leads me to my connection with this palace, as I feel I am a part of it. The connection I have grown with these ferns, the brook, and the hemlocks is something I never knew I could experience. It almost feels serene, as part of my mind is calmed whenever I visit the area. Peace through the running water and rustling leaves bring me is not something I think I would feel, if not for the continuous visits and connection I have built with this area. I also feel as if I am a small part of the culture that centennial carries, especially in my phenology spot. As I was leaving, I saw a large black dog bounding up to me with a smile on his face. In a second, I realized I had met this dog before, and his owner came up behind him. His name is Fergus, and the memory of getting slightly scared by him last semester put a smile on my face. We engage in some small talk then we each go on with our days, but feeling like I am known in my spot (as we both recognized each other) was something I never expected to happen. However, as I left to reflect on my spot, I am glad it did. I am endlessly grateful for this assignment and the connection it has allowed me to build with a small space in centennial, and with the people I have connected with through repeated visits. As the year ends, I am saddened to not be able to continue this assignment, but I am excited to visit at the start of my Sophomore year, to ground myself with the beautiful familiarity of the field of ferns nestled by a brook.