As this semester and my time in RESNR comes to a close, I re-visited my very favorite location in Centennial woods to reflect on my experiences in watching a place shift across phenological changes.
When this semester began, Centennial was covered in several blankets of snow, leading the wildlife to hide away, showing mere occasional tracks or scat markings. The Vermont climate remained unpredictable, yet eventually gave its blessing for warmer, springtime reclamations. The snow melted–leaving troughs of mud around the trails of Centennial. Buds poked through, and birdsong returned. When I visited this past weekend, I was treated with glorious, temperate clear air and sunny skies.


My favorite section of Centennial’s stream, and my sketch of it.
I’ve become accustomed to seeing landmarks as small as a bright green patch of grass just beyond the entrance to the trail, to the wooden bridges built along the muddiest sections of the path. The graffitied bunker, the felled trees lain across the river stream, and the trail maps pinned up on white oak trees are all apart of my mental map of this place.
During a birding lab for my Biology course, I was able to direct my lab-mate to a bird-observation-station relatively deep into the trail–just beyond the hill which leads to the bunker. I realized that as I used my hands to gesture for direction when she asked me where this spot was, my knowledge from my experiences of Centennial woods had forged a connection to the site. I’ve been influenced by Centennial woods and my time spent using the landscape as a vessel for ecological learning has made me a part of the place itself. This feeling about my phenology spot is not unique–with hundreds of RESNR students having spent an entire semester spending intimate time with their chosen places around Burlington informs a greater culture of environmental connection. Every time I speak about my phenology spot with another classmate I feel a connection with them for having a shared connection with a natural area–even if it’s not Centennial woods. Hiking through Centennial is guaranteed to bring forth some other friendly trail-goer for me to say “hi” to, and briefly connect to in the moment of enjoying our time individually at Centennial. It’s a really great feeling.


That’s about all for now. I’ve really valued my time spent at Centennial, and all the memories of digesting the landscape through getting outside and moving my body!










