Today I made my final (school related) venture down to my phenology spot. I was actually having quite a bad day today and the thought of walking all the way to centennial and all the way down to my spot then all the way back to my dorm room seemed like the last thing I would ever want to do today. I knew deep down though that going out on this little adventure would probably lift my spirits. Surprise surprise, it totally did. A lot had changed at my spot since I had last been there! The big black oak was budding, green grasses were growing, the maples had small leaves on them, and there were even little fish/minnows and water bugs in the brook! I hadn’t seen wildlife in it since last semester.

I also saw a lot of other species popping up in centennial, one thing that I was ecstatic to see there was Fiddleheads or Ostrich Ferns! Those guys were everywhere! We had just learned about these fun ferns in one of our recent NR 2 labs and how beneficial they are for floodplains. I’m curious to know if they were being deliberately planted there in centennial or if they’re just always around every year. My knowledge on fiddleheads is not yet extensive but I’m excited to learn more. Another species I saw pop up today was lilies of the valley. They hadn’t flowered yet and were just stems, I wouldn’t have known if iNaturalist hadn’t told me. (I’ve been getting along better with the app recently)


I would say that nature and culture intertwine a lot at centennial. Of course it is on stolen land so acknowledging that there is and always will be Native American culture at the roots of this land is very important. On a different note though, there’s another type of culture you find in centennial which is just people who truly appreciate nature. Every time you walk through those woods you’ll see people in them either sitting or walking slowly just looking around. With every glimpse they take you can tell they are grateful for the beauty in front of them. To me this is a subculture of UVM, one could call us tree huggers, but really we just appreciate the natural world and everything in it. Those apart of this culture can almost always tell when there is someone else like them wandering the woods as you’ll always receive a friendly “hello!”
As I walked down to my spot I pondered for a while upon the question of whether I consider myself a part of my phenology spot. As I arrived, I had just settled on an answer: no, I am not. Today, my spot healed me and my emotional troubles. I felt soothed and happier after arriving. This place can and has done a lot of good for me, but I am not doing any good for it. I don’t do anything in my power to take care of it, clean it up or protect it. I go, I sit, and I leave, but I don’t leave it better off than I found it and I think to truly be a part of a place, that’s what you must do.





















