When I was a boy, nature afforded me endless possibility. We built a treehouse in the woods adjacent our home in New Jersey; it really was just a floor, and when I say ‘we’, it was a friend’s father. 7 planks of wood, hammered into the surrounding trees, with an unsturdy handful of planks down below, so that you could get on up. That treehouse, with just a few pieces of wood, recycled back into nature with man’s tools and imagination, hosted many free days of running around, play acting different versions of good against evil, hiding and finding, and much more. In those days, I would go camping with a scouting organization and nature continued to whisk me away: crackling fires that got me lost like gazing at crashing waves, almost in hypnosis, or simply playing in the dirt, seeing creatures emerge from the ground in ways that we often forget the ground is even capable of producing. The list goes on. Nature was the background to countless scenes from childhood, activating my imagination, hosting dry-runs of many scenarios.
On nature and the end of a summer
On nature and the end of a summer
On nature and the end of a summer
When I was a boy, nature afforded me endless possibility. We built a treehouse in the woods adjacent our home in New Jersey; it really was just a floor, and when I say ‘we’, it was a friend’s father. 7 planks of wood, hammered into the surrounding trees, with an unsturdy handful of planks down below, so that you could get on up. That treehouse, with just a few pieces of wood, recycled back into nature with man’s tools and imagination, hosted many free days of running around, play acting different versions of good against evil, hiding and finding, and much more. In those days, I would go camping with a scouting organization and nature continued to whisk me away: crackling fires that got me lost like gazing at crashing waves, almost in hypnosis, or simply playing in the dirt, seeing creatures emerge from the ground in ways that we often forget the ground is even capable of producing. The list goes on. Nature was the background to countless scenes from childhood, activating my imagination, hosting dry-runs of many scenarios.