The beginning of a new year holds great potential. It’s like we’re getting the chance to shed the leaves of our past and begin anew, much like the oaks and maples of northeastern forests. Each autumn as the days become shorter their broad leaves flame a hundred shades of red and a hundred shades of …
Author: Lisa
A New Noah’s Ark
The cloud forests of Maui do not represent the Hawaii of most people’s imagination. At more than five thousand feet above the island’s white sands beaches and hardened black lava flows the rain-soaked cloud forest is always a bit cool, cold even. The daily rains run like a river off of my wide-brimmed hat finding …
The Wild Within
Ten days ago winter took its first deep breath and exhaled across Yellowstone National Park. It rolled over Electric Peak and Sepulcher Mountain to the northwest, then over the wide open face of Mount Everts to the east and Bunsen Peak to the south. Soon the entire park was shrouded in snow and cloud. When …
Instructions for Life
Every third week I write about my relationship to wilderness on this blog. It’s a complicated love affair. Sometimes, most times, I struggle to express that relationship. I find that nature always tells it best – a late October aspen whispering the last of its secrets, a cacophony of coyotes yipping and howling on a …
Hunting and the Wilderness Ethic
This is an excerpt from a story I wrote last autumn. As you read this I will be on my second antelope hunt. There has never been a deer emerging cautiously from the forest at last light that I did not love, nor a bull elk bugling in the night that I did not find …
Writing the Wild 