
A Visitor Shopping at the Creek
We were surprised this week by an unexpected guest… while playing tree tag in the morning this week, we spotted a fawn hidden in the leaves! Afterward, our navigator for the day successfully led us to back base camp.
We were surprised this week by an unexpected guest… while playing tree tag in the morning this week, we spotted a fawn hidden in the leaves! Afterward, our navigator for the day successfully led us to back base camp.
Last week we had an incredible overnight camping experience at Hammond Hill State Forest. We learned how to identify wildflowers with Newcomb’s wildflower guide, and dug up burdock root in the field before hitting the trail.
This Tuesday during homeschool at our West Hill location, the children earned enough “party points” this week – gained from answering questions correctly in our naturalist’s corner – for a celebration filled with feast and games!
My heart was pounding. I was covered in quickly drying clay, charcoal, twigs, leaves and I was crouched in a dry stream bed listening closely to the woodland sounds. I was listening to the chickadees calling from the lowest branches of the maple trees. Their two-tone call meant everything was normal. Then they went silent.
I remember the summer I learned that shooting stars aren’t really stars. I was away at summer camp in the mountains of North Carolina. We used to see tons of shooting stars—one right after another—as we lay in our sleeping bags in Deep Gap or on Deer Mountain.
This past weekend in Ithaca, Justin Sutera led a Black Ash Pack-Basket workshop as part of Primitive Pursuit’s Wilderness Weekends series at 4-H Acres.