I HAVE COME TO THE TREE AGAIN, with a data sheet and an offering. That stately tulip tree above the creek in the woods behind ...

TO GET THE HEARTS AND MINDS of humans to the Moon, we’ve used many engines. Most have not been rockets.

Unlike other attractive smells—good food, the aroma of our mates and children—flower aromas seemingly have little direct ...

Trees, like people, can be so ubiquitous that we overlook them. What do we miss? What habits of mind must we cultivate to see every tree? Every person? And when we do, how can we write into the ...

AFEW YEARS AGO, while living on the Diné Nation, I first heard a striking proclamation that rang through the community with profound urgency: “Tó éí íín´á!”—“water is life.” I saw these words in bold ...

IN THE FALL OF 1941, as the Nazis invaded Russia, choking trade routes into Leningrad and starving the city’s population, a group of botanists decided to not allow the world to end. They were ...

A CEMETERY SEEMED AN ODD PLACE to contemplate the boundaries of being. Sandwiched between the campus and the interstate, this old burial ground is our cherished slice of nearby nature where the long ...

IT ALL STARTS with the weather. Comes a day when summer finally gives in to the faintest freshet of chill and a slim new light and just like that, you’re gone. Wild in love with the autumn proviso.

IN OUR FREE TIME, WE DESTROY TREES. Hundreds of them by now. Five years ago, soon after I bought the place, I gave my partner a Husqvarna 450 Rancher for Christmas. Since then, he’s had to replace the ...