Category Archives: Quote

Words of Wisdom: Michele Cabral

Photo of Nannyberry fruits

"[... N]ature seems to provide more for us when we are willing to stop and appreciate her beauty and generosity. When we honor her gifts, we discover she offers us so much more."

--Michele Maingot Cabral, Walking Away: Waking up from the American dream (2014), p. 20

Photo caption: Nannyberry (Viburnum lentago) offering edible fruits in early fall. (Check out my Wild Edibles Monthly Guide for more seasonal foraging ideas.)

Words of Wisdom: Eckhart Tolle

Photo of Eastern Phoebe

"Watch any plant or animal and let it teach you acceptance of what is, surrender to the Now. Let it teach you Being. Let it teach you integrity -- which means to be one, to be yourself, to be real. Let it teach you how to live and how to die, and how not to make living and dying into a problem."

--Eckhart Tolle, The Power of Now: A guide to spiritual enlightenment (1999), p. 157

Gone Birding and Foraging…

Neotropical migrants are returning, spring edibles are emerging, and I'm taking time to celebrate. I'm suspending my normal blog schedule through the end of May. (I'll continue to share some of my photos on Flickr.)

While I'm enjoying spring, check out my New England Wild Edibles Monthly Guide or browse my blog's complete index. If you'd like to sharpen your naturalist skills, consider attending one of my walks or inquiring about a customized workshop.

I'll leave you with this photo of a Palm Warbler and some words on warblers.

Photo of Palm Warbler

"What wood warblers lack in size they more than compensate for with the diversity of their plumage, feeding techniques, and song patterns and pitches.  To many birders, spring -- when both the songs and bright plumage of male warblers are very much in evidence -- is synonymous with the arrival of these 'butterflies of the bird world.'"

--Mary Holland, Naturally Curious (2010), p. 99

Words of Wisdom: Susan Hand Shetterly

Photo of Great Blue Heron in flight

“Today I know more about birds than I did. I know about their outline and their manner of flight. I don't always get it right. I never will. But when I catch the silhouette of a bird in the air or on the water, something about it often triggers the name, as if the sight of the bird matched a template I carry in my brain, in the place that stores patterns. This knowledge is like grace, a reward I did not earn. But that's the way grace comes.”

--Susan Hand Shetterly, Settled in the Wild: Notes from the edge of town (2010), p. 144-45