It’s been really wet and muggy the past couple of days, which made travelling to my spot a bit of a pain. However it was definitely worth the trek, the leaves just started breaking and the understory is alive with new growth.

All the other times I visited, the understory was almost completely clear, but now that spring has come in earnest, the woods are completely different, all the little patches of green here are the new growth of striped and red maples.
In what ways do nature and culture intertwine here? This is an interesting question because I don’t really think this is a place of great cultural significance but it is a place of recreation. I think it’s a reflection of our democratic ideals. While it’s owned by UVM, this is a public place, in an accessible area, that’s open to everyone and enjoyed by many.

Intermediate wood ferns have been a perennial part of my spot in centennial woods. I thought there wasn’t any change since the last time I visited but upon further inspection, they’re starting to shoot up new fronds on top of last year’s growth.
Do I consider myself a part of this place? No. I never really understood the one-ness with nature that is sometimes mentioned in lecture. I’m only a passer-by, along with hundreds of others who have walked the same path I have. It’s not my land and I haven’t done anything to it so I don’t understand how I’m a part of it.

One landmark of this area that will always stick with me is this fallen log that people use to cross the brook. It adds a little sense of adventure to every trip. There have been a couple of times, including today, where the tree was slick with rain or snow, which always makes the crossing a little bit treacherous.




























