One fat flake. Then two. Then dozens dancing in the air. One lands on the sleeve of my jacket — a perfect hexagon, an icon of some great ordering principle in nature.
A lively debate among humanists
E. O. Wilson and Wendell Berry are unlikely opponents in the cultural wars.
We’re studying our thinking
“It is not easy to live in that continuous awareness of things which alone is true living,” writes the naturalist Joseph Wood Krutch. And, of course, he is right. Our brains are separated from the world by a permeable membrane. Attention flows outward. Sense impressions flow inwards. Of this two-way traffic we create a soul.
Ecological world view offers vision of cosmic harmony
Two weeks ago I attended a meeting of nature writers who had gathered to consider the relationship between ecology and spirituality, convened by the Forum on Religion and Ecology.
Balancing perils against blessings
Not long ago, I was sitting with students on a high outcrop of rock in the woods near our college campus. A deep screen of color on every side — oaks, maples, and hickories in their autumn glory — absorbed the sounds of highway and town.
To Peattie, nature was the miracle
Donald Culross Peattie was a different sort of nature writer.
Into the woods, wired to wireless
I’m wired. Or I should say, I’m wired wireless.
Eros is NASA’s Little Prince
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry’s “Little Prince” lived on an asteroid scarcely larger than himself. As readers of the childhood classic will remember, his companions were a sheep and a rose, and some baobab seedlings that he carefully weeded, lest they grow into giant trees that would split his tiny world.
Some cold water for cold fusion
The grand old man of science fiction, Sir Arthur C. Clarke, recently weighed in once again with the opinion that there may be something to cold fusion.
Time to end debate on material vs. ideal
When I was in school back in the 1940s and ’50s — parochial schools — materialism was thrown up to us as the bugbear of bugbears. Not even “Godless communism” offered a more perfidious peril for our souls.