nature
The Science and Nature of Wanderlust, tourism, landmarks for nature buffs and more.
Into the Gap
I often used to leash the dog up for a hike along the front range slope facing the Carquinez Straits. Reaching the mesa, the land stretched out in front of me in a fine California tableau of oatgrass and live oak trees. I knew that in the dark green of windbreak grove about a quarter mile back there was an abandoned ranch house hidden in the valley between two rolling hills, and it was there that I meant to go wandering with my thoughts.
By susan marie loehe5 years ago in Wander
The owl of the night
I found myself lost again. In the deep hollow forest. I was at the point were there were only two paths to go. Neither looked pleasant. I decided to get lost and create my own path. I was always told if I get lost stay and wait for help. I was also told to not go too far off path. I stopped caring. I kept walking. It was dark, foggy, and I heard all types of critters crawling. Spiders always jump out on me in the dark. I wasn’t scared but I knew what I was doing wasn’t right. I could get eaten by a bear or a wolf any second. I felt like dorothy. The lions, the tigers, the bears oh my. I kept walking. Each step I felt more alone. I felt more brave. I felt more mystical. I found a cave with leaves and branches to hide it. The only light I had was the fireflies or lightning bugs in my jar. I walked through the cave. It was a path. I kept walking. As I kept walking the rocks and mud started to turn back into leaves and grass. The strangest sight to my eyes. It was daylight. I don’t know what I walked myself into. How was I going to get back home? I got really anxious. I heard A noise. A Snapple crack of a stick. That’s when I met him. That’s when I met winxy yap. The white owl of the hickory cave deep in the hollow forest. He was the wisest, the grumpiest, and still the most ancient of the hickory cave. His eyes glowed of embers and amber. He introduced himself with a wink. I was confused on how I knew him. I knew him from my dreams. I knew him from the childhood books I would write. I didn’t know he was real. I didn’t know he knew me too. After the first night I found myself hiking back to the same cave each night after my parents fell asleep. I couldn’t get enough of him. He would show me around the cave and the other forest named twigmox. He would tell me the ancient stores of him and his ancestors. He would introduce me to the other animals. He wasn’t friends with them but he thought I deserved to meet them after my 4th night of coming back. There was a Caterpillar who always laughed and mocked me, his name was geofillowdee. The caterpillar wore a bow to show elegance. The wolf named Margo was sad and always begging for my attention. Margo lost her pack 6 years ago; she hasn’t been the same since. She always had a red blanket to lay on. Then I met Jilly who was a bunny always playing tricks on me. Jilly wore a hate to make her taller and had magic cards that could change colors. Then the grasshopper who wore goggles and a compass. He would be good at therapy but he stutters so much I can hardly get a word out of him. Last was the willow tree. We called her mother flow. Flow and winxy yap were the ancients. They knew more about history than the humans. Flow was emotionally supportive to me. Each night I crawled into that cave. I even made a map to find my way back. Each night I brought a different story book and colored pencil. Each night I brought along my notebook and sketchbook. I had to write down these stories winxy yap would tell but in return I would share a story from my collection even if they were my own stories they still got the animals hooked. There were many more animals in the woods who listened but they were too afraid to show themselves. They were scared I would bring friends to my secret spot. I wouldn’t do that. One day though after it got really late I went again this time it felt strange. Something wasn’t right. I wanted to go so bad I ignored my instincts. I grab my pencil and books. I wouldn’t bring a phone, it was forbidden. As I walked into the cave I heard steps behind me. Light fast and squeaky steps. I turned around to find Ryo, my friend from school. My jaw dropped as my eyes flopped. And as I turned back towards the path in the cave all I found were walls. Cave walls. That was they say I found out two things. Only I can go in and out. Ryo has placed his two feet in a place where they shall not land. The next night I went back and that was when I learned my hardest lesson. I broke a rule. It looked like I brought a friend, a human friend. I was locked out forever.
By Isabella Demarest5 years ago in Wander
Home, Candle Flame, Stars - and Finding A New Home
I love exploring wild landscapes, completely off the path, and have always been drawn to new landscapes, feeling unsettled in the places I’ve called home. Coming from a difficult family, I grew up mostly without places I could call my own, or wanted to stay.
By Kora Tien Wellness5 years ago in Wander
Almost a Forest
I love to hear the pine-needles whisper among the wind. When the sun sets the trees blacken against the painted sky or crimson and orange. These are the same trees I grew up with. Echoes of laughter pour in from years long past. Time spent out among this yard, encompassed by its trees, comes flooding back into my mind's eye.
By Tayla Bennett5 years ago in Wander
First Trip To The Wall
Sometime last year I told myself that I wanted to not only do more hunting and fishing but that I wanted to start the new year with a sort of ceremonial hunt. With that in mind I decided to go fishing on new year’s morning. I picked the Alameda Rockwall as my hunting ground for the day. I had heard about this spot for years but I’d never fished there before so it gave me the opportunity to explore a new fishing spot.
By Cameron Johnson 5 years ago in Wander
Beating the Sunrise
I am not a morning person. I'll be honest, on the few mornings that I wake up at a reasonable time, I do happen to do my most productive work. Yet somehow, I have never been able to muster the energy to drag myself out of bed in those early hours on a regular basis.
By Charlie Lewis5 years ago in Wander
The Ocean's Call
I don’t remember when I changed from a water baby into a scaredy cat landlubber. Maybe it had to do with the move to a foreign territory or was it the wave that turned me upside down as if to say escape from my clutches is impossible. Whatever happened it left me scared of the infinite power of the water and a lover of wintertime when the beaches closed. Despite my avowed winter lover pronouncements, I remained drawn to the ocean, to her power, her mystery and her magic. Intimidated yet jealous of the surfers with their toned wet suited bodies and boards under the arm, living each day with seemingly no other cares than the waves. I would sit on the edge of the beach and watch them – longing to be a part of their world but so very frightened of what that would entail.
By Tracey Lloyd5 years ago in Wander
The Cliffs of Moher
Visiting the Cliffs of Moher is the highlight of most people’s trip to Ireland and cannot be missed. Unfortunately, we visited on a rainy, misty day (most days in Ireland) and apparently the views on a sunny day are even more extraordinary. We enjoyed walking through the development and experiencing the sites and sounds of the Cliffs of Moher. On the way, as throughout Ireland, we saw the sheeps and cows enjoying the green of the Emerald Isle.
By Elaine M. Gallagher5 years ago in Wander
NATURE GIVES HUMAN PEACE
Can there be anything more lovely than the beauty of hot pink sunrises to burning orange sunsets? Glooms of night, sparkling water droplets on leaves, wandering clouds, snowy raindrops and fading rainbows within the blue sky, blooming flowers full of colors. So, What we find and sense in nature? In ancient times when Greek philosophers started observing nature, they demonstrated and examined each aspect of nature and life and its relation with the human. They used to observe small details about nature and used to think about its connection with the human. So when we are surrounded by nature, why are we attracted towards it? What’s the virtual connection between human and nature? From that time till now man is truly pleased by the existence of nature. “People are discussing their genuine experiences in nature for the last several 100 years—from Thoreau to John Muir to many other writers,” says researcher David Strayer, of the University of Utah. According to environmental psychology, nature incorporates a meaningful role in human development and conduct. It believes that nature features a vital contribution to the way we expect, feel, and behave with others. Scientists are starting to find evidence that being in nature incorporates a profound impact on our brains and our behavior. Some important Benefits of Being in Nature that gives human peace to his mind, body, health and as well as soul too.
By Amnah Sameed5 years ago in Wander
