When I came around the bend and inspected my site for the very first time last semester, one of the first presences I noticed was the old ash tree up on the hill. I had no idea that this would be its last growing season.



For several weeks after the ash tree feel across the trail, foot traffic diverted through the swamp, trampling some of the mosses. Then a trail maintenance crew came in and cut out a section of the trunk, and now the path runs more or less the same course it did before. It is likely that the gaps created in the canopy will either allow for rapid forest regeneration, or the establishment of invasive species. If birches reseed into the area from nearby, which is very likely, the beavers may have a good food source in a decade or two. Of course, their presence will be determined by other parts of the stream as well.
Besides the ash tree, I have come to see the streams as very important landmarks, as well as the clearing with the power lines. When I am in Centennial Woods, I always think of my position in relationship to one of these two corridors. There are minor landmarks that indicate where I am on the streams, which are mostly large fallen logs. In the power lines clearing, there is an island of pines and hemlock near where the streams intersect that also serves as a landmark. There is also a sudden bend in the clearing where I can see down both arms of the clearing from one vantage point. When I was still unfamiliar with Centennial woods, this bend threw me off when I was trying to navigate, but now I see it as a landmark.
There is a lot of foot traffic through my site, and there are always trail maintenance activities going on nearby. Upstream of my site, there is a wooden table and a set of chairs that are slowly falling apart. They are occasionally used by folks passing through to sit down and admire the scenery. There is also barbed wire in one of the conifers at my site, right on the edge of the swamp. This makes me wonder what the area was once used for. There are several forts made out of logs on this branch of the stream, and in the winter, I observed a lot of small mammal activity in and around them. Raccoons appear to be very common in the area, likely due to its proximity to neighborhoods where they can scavenge for food.
To be honest, while I feel a strong sense of attachment to my site, I do not yet feel like I am a part of it. I don’t think I have been around it for long enough to understand it on that level. At the same time, my presence has certainly influenced the nearby wildlife, and the landscape has made me feel like I belong in Burlington. We only overlap to a certain extent. I say this because I feel attached to so many other places. It is only right to say that I am a part of this Earth.



















































