My site has undergone a lot of change since I started observing it. Pretty much all of this has been phenological. I watched my tree go from bare and completely devoid of any buds, to almost ready to leaf out when I visited it today. It had gone from a tree in the dead of winter, with no leaves, to one that was full of new life. The area around my tree had changed too. It had gone from snow-covered to covered in green plants. There was a huge difference in the look of the entire forest.



The major landmarks that I have become familiar with are the clearing that is at the bottom of the hill that my tree is on, and Centennial Brook that I have to cross to get to my tree. Smaller landmarks include the Red Maple at the base of the hill and the fallen logs along the trail before the creek crossing.
Nature and culture intertwine here because this is a site used by many UVM students and people in Burlington as a source of nature, or as a good place to escape from everything into nature. You can see this in the trails that criss-cross the woods, as well as the many people you will find in the woods on any given day enjoying the nature around them.
I do consider myself part of my place. I spend a good amount of time there and I often walk through the woods. I am a part of the community who both enjoys and protects this place. In my own way, I am a steward of the woods. In my own way, I protect my tree, and I make sure it can thrive there. In this way, I am a part of that place. Centennial Woods is unique in it’s combination of nature and humans. I am a part of this combination and I think this makes me part of the place.