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Beach Bums and Ferris Bueller…A Perfect Combination

Matching Parents We’ve been beach bums during our staycation for the past three days…and it has been wonderfully relaxing.  A short three-day-two-night jaunt to nearby Bethany Beach, Delaware was Claire’s contribution to the “let the family build a stay-at-home (almost) vacation around activities each wants to do.”

So, what did we do?

Not much.

We laid out on the beach for hours on end, reading, enjoying the breezes, and getting up for an occasional Kohr Brothers frozen custard cone.  (Make mine vanilla, dipped in chocolate, please.)  We walked around the town at night.  We ate really good food (truly) both nights…but the best was at Patsy’s in Bethany Beach on Tuesday evening.  I was able to have my soft shell crabs.  We watched a good friend and her group compete on America’s Got Talent (a first for me…and probably a last).

Claire thought it would be funny to post the picture of Candice and me walking down the street with the title of “Matching Parents” on Instagram…and immediately picked up a number of “likes.”  Candice and I just told her we were dressing comfortably!

And then we did more of nothing.

But Claire wasn’t finished.  When we arrived home, after a quick trip to wash the car, we headed down to NoMa (North of Massachusetts Avenue) for the NoMaBID’s weekly  Summer Screen 2013 showing of Ferris Bueller’s Day Off at an open lot near the NoMa Metro station.  (Only bummer of the entire three days…we saw a young lady get her iPhone ripped off right in front of us.  We tried to help by calling the Metro police and helping her track the jerk – but we don’t know how it ended.)

The food from the food trucks at the Summer Screen event was terrific (love those fish tacos), and the movie is a hoot.  The best part?  Watching half of a city block full of people in NoMa get up and do the twist during the movie’s “Twist and Shout” scene.

To keep in the Beach Bum/Leisure Rules theme, let’s enjoy Ferris singing one more time.

More to come…

DJB

That’s More Like It

Strasburg First Complete Game August 11, 2013In a year of struggles, today’s Nationals/Phillies series wrap-up was one of the feel-good games of 2013.

The day:  Beautiful late afternoon game at the ballpark with 32,355 other fans…including Andrew!  Third game in 8 days, and second with Andrew.  (Can you tell I’m on vacation!) Temps in the low 80s, and Section 313 starts out in the shade!  Smart decision to take the scorecard. Even the President’s Race was funny: each president wipes out Sharknado (don’t ask…something to do with the Discovery Channel’s Shark Week), Bill Taft gives him a body slam for good measure, and Teddy wins.

On to the game itself…

Stephen Strasburg:  First career complete game and a shutout for good measure.  No Philly makes it into scoring position. Totally dominant. Ten strikeouts. One walk. 99 total pitches – 66 strikes.

Jayson Werth:  Second three-hit game in a row. Hitting ropes to left field.  Werewolf in London walk-up music shows he doesn’t take himself too seriously. Scores – along with Ian Desmond – on one of the best hustle/heads-up plays of the year when Chase Utley’s throw home is offline, allowing Werth to score, followed quickly by Desmond when he saw the catcher take his time getting to the ball.

Wilson Ramos:  Continues his hot hitting, going 2-for-4, inching closer to .300.  Drives in a run.  He and Strasburg even combine to throw out Domonic Brown in a rare caught stealing for the Nats.

Denard Span: Two hits, one run scored, and one RBI.  Starts the game off strong and showing some signs of life on offense.

Steve Lombardozzi:  Three-hit game after getting a rare start at second base, with a RBI.

Nats in general:  Playing with pep in their step.  Executing the fundamentals.  Looking like they are having fun.  Series sweep (only 4th time this year).

Don’t get too excited.  The Phillies are getting old quickly and are not the same team that seemed poised to dominate the N.L. East just a couple of years ago. We are still 8 back in the wild card race.  But as I wrote on Wednesday after the dreary loss to the Braves, let’s all chill and enjoy whatever is left of the season. And that goes for the Nats as well as the fans.  I still believe in the Church of Baseball…and tonight really fed the soul.

More to come…

DJB

Summer in the City

Rockville Swing Band at Glen EchoTaking a vacation in  your hometown – or a staycation as it is commonly referred to – can be a great experience when you live in a city as rich in talent and activities as Washington.

Earlier this evening Candice, Andrew, and I enjoyed dinner at the Irish Inn at Glen Echo (technically, Andrew only joined us for tea at the end of the meal) and then walked next door to the wonderful Glen Echo park to take in the free Thursday evening concerts.  Tonight’s entertainment came via the Rockville Swing Band, and they had the old bumper car pavilion jumping.  It was hard to know where to keep your eyes – on the musicians or on the terrific dancers, some of whom were in their late 70s and still cutting the rug with the best of them.

We were in Glen Echo because Claire was wrapping up a six-week glass blowing course.  Claire decided that she wanted to take two arts classes – totally non-credit – over the summer just to feed her curiosity and her soul.

I took a couple of snapshots of our Claire at work, and I hope you’ll enjoy them.

More to come…

DJB

Claire glassblowing at Glen EchoClaire in glassblowing class at Glen Echo

Summer Reading 2013, Part II: Or How the Nats Lost Their Way

Way of BasballTechnically, I read Shawn Green’s unique little memoir/meditation The Way of Baseball before summer began, but after a night at the ballpark watching our Nats utterly fold in a three-game series sweep by the division leading Braves and reading Tom Boswell’s insightful (as always) column about how this year’s season went so wrong, I was reminded of how much I enjoyed this book.

Let’s begin with Boswell and the Nats.

For two-thirds of a season we’ve been told that the Nats had “too much talent” to keep playing this poorly, and that they would switch it on in time to get back in the pennant race.  But the Braves put an end to that kind of talk, with as utterly dominating a three-game series as you could have where the total run differential was only 5 runs for the three games.  Boswell put it best when he described the sweep as “an execution by proper execution.”

Amen.

The Nats played so effortlessly last year that it is easy to forget how difficult baseball can be if your head is just a little bit out-of-whack.  And with the Nats, these heads are more than a little out-of-whack. They are head cases, but as a friend says, “They are our head cases.” The equilibrium on the team was changed when Michael Morse’s big bat and free spirit was traded away and Denard Span’s terrific defense but anemic offense was put in its place. Drew Storen…well, let’s don’t go there…but his problems are emblematic of the bullpen as a whole.  And Davey Johnson, after his infamous “World Series or Bust” mantra for 2013, too often looks clueless and old, and very much not in control of his clubhouse and especially his hot-headed, talented but not perfect 20-year-old left fielder.  Boswell nails it all much more eloquently than I ever would, so I’ll direct you to his column.  But these Nats have played horrible fundamental baseball all season long, and that’s just inexcusable for a team with this type of talent.

Boswell sums it up with the following:

The Nats really are a talented, hard-working team with a good clubhouse and decent people. But they’ve been rattled, pressing, joyless and awful at fundamentals since April. They should reduce their season to a manageable goal: Play smart, focused baseball as a group, work to improve individually and have a reasonably loose and enjoyable time while you’re doing it. That actually can be done. The rest always takes care of itself.

And that brings me to Shawn Green’s book.

Green, a former Dodger (along with three other teams), has written a short memoir on his baseball career and the art of hitting that is really a meditation on how to approach life. A Jewish ballplayer drawing on Buddhist principles, Green describes the art of hitting as “finding stillness at 95 miles per hour.”  The chapter titles fit a baseball book (“The Zone”) as well as a handbook on eastern philosophy (“Awareness” and “Stillness.”)

In the chapter entitled “Ego,” Green has a quote that fits this Nats team to a T.  He says,

“…it’s not uncommon to make the mistake of comparing where we are in our lives to where we should be. The truth is that there is no such thing as where we should be; we are where we are, period.”

The Nats need to realize they are where they are and just start to enjoy the game today.  And for us fans, a long-time Red Sox fan and friend of mine reminded me that we really are “short-suffering Nats fans.”  Wait until we go 80+ years without a title before we bring out the poison.

Let’s all chill.  See you at Nationals Park on Sunday evening.  I still believe in the Church of Baseball.

More to come…

DJB

My That’s Spicy!

David at Lucy's with Candice, Andrew and ClaireIn planning this year’s staycation, everyone in the family picked one thing (or a series of related things) for the family to experience.  Andrew’s contribution?  Why four nights of ethnic dining in and around the Washington area.

First up:  Lucy’s Ethiopian Restaurant in Silver Spring!

Andrew and Claire have both discovered Ethiopian food over the past year, and they love it.  For Candice and me, it was a first.

The Washington Post recently had a strong review of Lucy’s which we took along for the evening, and the reviewer sent us toward some terrific tasting dishes. Between the four of us we enjoyed lamb, beef, collard greens and a wonderful misir wot dish (or split lentils).

Lucy’s is fast gaining a reputation as one of the best Ethiopian restaurants in the region, with food that is spicy and delicious.  But if you chose to go, just remember – you can leave your knife and fork at home.  Thanks to the injera (a spongy bread) for wrapping, this is all finger food.

Enjoy.

More to come…

DJB

Fallingwater (Revisited)

Fallingwater with Andrew and Claire May 1998Fallingwater with Andrew and Claire August 2013

Frank Lloyd Wright’s Fallingwater is one of the architectural wonders of the world.  In the midst of the depression, when the Kaufmann family of Pittsburgh commissioned Wright to design their vacation home along Bear Run in the mountains of southwestern Pennsylvania, they envisioned a location that would give them a view of the beautiful 30′ waterfall that ran through their property. However, as the world soon discovered, Wright – who was then in a period of critical decline among architectural critics and the public – saw things differently.

The results immediately captivated the country when the home was featured on the cover of Time magazine in 1938, and it hasn’t stopped attracting visitors and attention since.

Our family is no different.  After a business trip to the National Historic Landmark in early May 1998, I immediately booked a return trip a week later with Candice and our twins – Andrew and Claire – who were five years old at the time.  Both children were eager to see this place that mom and dad described with such wonder and reverence.

When we arrived, we found that children under the age of six were not allowed on the regular tour.  At that time the site had a children’s supervised play area where Andrew and Claire colored and played with Wright building blocks, and then after our tour we walked them all around the outside of the house and up to the guest house and servants quarters.  Although the site’s director – who is a friend – was not in at the time, the staff gave the children a tour of their offices located in the servants quarters, which we reminded them were not on the regular tour.  We ended up by taking the photo of Candice and the twins above that has long sat on my desk at the office to remind me of my twin passions (no pun intended) of family and preservation.

Fast forward 15 years.  We had scheduled a family weekend in Pittsburgh and added a stop at Fallingwater on the drive home.  Andrew was now an urban studies major in college who spent last summer studying modern architecture and was eager to see this Wright masterpiece inside and out.  Claire’s love of nature has never abated and she was eager to learn more about the conservation work of the Western Pennsylvania Conservancy.  Candice and I…well, we still think Fallingwater is one of the great places on earth.

We arrived on a picture perfect Monday morning – low humidity, temperature in the low 80s, clear skies – and spent almost three hours at the home.  We had a great tour (my experience is that virtually all the tours at Fallingwater are professional with knowledgeable guides), followed by a short visit with Lynda Waggoner, site director and VP for the Western Pennsylvania Conservancy which owns Fallingwater. It was great to hear about – and see – the strides the site has made in 15 years. (Fallingwater welcomed its 5 millionth visitor earlier this year.) We enjoyed lunch outdoors at the cafe, and spent time (and money) in the wonderful shop.

And this time, I made the family portrait.  After recreating the shot above, a kind gentleman offered to take one where I was included.  When he heard why we were so particular in posing the first one with just the three of us, he said, “I’ll see you back here in 15 years.”  Now that would be a great story!

Enjoy the photos and – if you are ever in the area, stop and see the real thing.  Fallingwater should be on everyone’s bucket list!

More to come…

DJB

Fallingwater with the Browns August 2013

Fallingwater August 2013

Fallingwater's Hatch August 2013

Fallingwater Detail August 2013

Fallingwater - The View August 2013

A Perfect Day for Baseball…and to Reach the Halfway Mark

The Browns Visit PNC Stadium in PittsburghSunday in Pittsburgh was a perfect day for baseball.  The hometown Pirates are playing the best baseball in both leagues at the moment.  The ballpark was packed with fans caught up in a pennant race.  The weather was picture perfect with temps in the low 80s. And Pittsburgh’s PNC Park – #15 on my list of 30 MLB parks to visit by 2015 – is a terrific place to watch a game.

My request for this year’s “staycation” was to take a short road trip to Pittsburgh so i could check another ballpark off my bucket list of visiting all 30 Major League Baseball stadiums.  We saw that the Rockies were in town to play the Bucs for a weekend series, and so I scored four tickets behind home plate and we set out to build a trip around my baseball pilgrimage.

This morning we all slept in a bit, and then after trips to the fitness center and showers, we took off for brunch at DeLuca’s – a Pittsburgh landmark in The Strip.  Pancakes, blintzes, eggs, bacon…you name it…showed up at our table at this down-home diner.  We decided we could easily skip lunch, and since food at most ballparks is overpriced and under-whelming that was an easy choice to make.

We walked over to the park from our hotel, and the excitement built as we joined thousands others crossing the Roberto Clemente Bridge at 6th Street.  We found our seats, endured some sun for about 5 innings, and watched the Pirates’ A.J. Burnett toss a complete game 5-1 win before an enthusiastic crowd.  I had a chance to explain some nifty baserunning by the Bucs’ Neil Walker to the family (once the third baseman steps on third base with the bases loaded, the runner – i.e., Walker – who had been on the bag could return there if he wasn’t tagged). Those baseball smarts – which our hometown Nats haven’t shown much all year – allowed the Pirates to score early in the game as they were building momentum.  We checked out the stadium (good seats, terrific views – right up there with the best in baseball – but bad circulation, especially after the game).

A very satisfying day at the ballpark (except for the Nats loss to the Brewers) that took me to the halfway point in my quest.  If you want to read the full “rules” I’ve set for myself, check out last year’s post linked above.  If you want to help me get to see one of the 15 left on my list, let me know.

For those keeping score, here’s the ballparks visited list:

  • Atlanta Braves – Fulton County Stadium (multiple visits in 1980s; still need to visit Turner Field)
  • Baltimore Orioles – Camden Yards (multiple visits in 1990s and 2000s)
  • Boston Red Sox – Fenway Park (1988)
  • Chicago Cubs – Wrigley Field (1964, 2007, 2012)
  • Colorado Rockies – Coors Field (2008)
  • Kansas City Royals – Kauffman Stadium (2009)
  • Milwaukee Brewers – Miller Park (2005)
  • Oakland A’s – Oakland Coliseum (2008)
  • Philadelphia Phillies – Citizens Bank Park (2008)
  • Pittsburgh Pirates – PNC Park (2013)
  • San Francisco Giants – AT&T Park (2012)
  • Seattle Mariners – Safeco Field (2009)
  • St. Louis Cardinals – Busch Stadium (old – 1993; new – 2012)
  • Tampa Bay Rays – Tropicana Field (2012)
  • Washington Nationals – RFK (multiple times) and Nationals Park (multiple times + part of a season ticket group since 2012)

And here are the ballparks remaining to visit list:

  • Arizona Diamondbacks – Chase Field
  • Cincinnati Reds – Great American Ball Park
  • Chicago White Sox – US Cellular Field (I’ve seen it from the outside, but haven’t made a game)
  • Cleveland Indians – Jacobs Field (I drove by this on a game day, but had to give a speech while the opening pitch was taking place. Darn those adult responsibilities!)
  • Detroit Tigers – Comerica Park (Another park I’ve seen but haven’t made a game.)
  • Houston Astros- Minute Maid Park
  • Los Angeles Angels – Angel Stadium
  • Los Angeles Dodgers – Dodger Stadium (This is the only park that a family member – Claire – has seen before I have had the opportunity.  That’s just not fair!)
  • Miami Marlins – Marlins Park
  • Minnesota Twins – Target Field
  • New York Mets – Citi Field (I think this is an easy one to do, but it never works out.)
  • New York Yankees – Yankee Stadium (I know – how can I not have made it to Yankee stadium yet?!  Just goes to show I’ve never been a big Yankees fan)
  • San Diego Padres – Petco Park
  • Texas Rangers – Texas Stadium
  • Toronto Blue Jays – Rogers Centre

And here are some photos from the day.

More to come…

DJB

PNC Stadium Pittsburgh

DJB and Candice at PNC Park

Pirate fans at PNC Stadium

Congratulating the team on the win

Still the most beautiful building on campus

We were touring the University of Pittsburgh campus this afternoon at the suggestion of a friend who is a student there, when we turned the corner and it happened again…

…the most beautiful building on campus was peaking out at me, seemingly atop a flower basket hanging from a light post, just waiting to be discovered.

I’ve written before about how college chapels are often the most beautiful – and ignored – buildings on campus.  I have no idea if the Heinz Memorial Chapel is ignored on campus tours, but from my very brief visit and admittedly small sample size (having seen only about 1/10th of the Pitt facilities), there is no more beautiful building on this campus.  This is a wonderfully light and delicate Gothic design that is – as Andrew phrased it  upon seeing it head on – drop dead gorgeous.  I agree.

We were in Pittsburgh for one major reason: to attend a Pittsburgh Pirates game tomorrow at PNC Park and check another MLB ballpark off my bucket list. (Look for that post tomorrow.)  But since the game is tomorrow afternoon and we arrived in town today, we hit the city with friends recommendations in hand.

After checking in at the wonderful William Penn Hotel downtown (where I spent a memorable week several years ago as part of the National Preservation Conference), we headed out to view the mansions of the industrialists on Fifth Avenue, the University of Pittsburgh, the Shadyside neighborhood, and The Strip district, currently undergoing a major transformation. It was a wonderful start to our vacation (this year we’re calling our two weeks a “modified staycation” – given the fact that we have two three-day out-of-town jaunts included in the fourteen days.)  After all the walking around we ended the evening at Meat and Potatoes – a terrific restaurant that goes well past comfort food.  We loved the Cathedral of Learning with the amazing classrooms from more than 20 countries, and The Cork Factory in The Strip is a great example of adaptive reuse.  Just the kind of place I would have loved to live in when I was in my 20s…or after I retire!

But I am getting tired, so I’ll just post a few pictures and let you enjoy the city on your own.  We have another full day in front of us, followed by a stop at Fallingwater on the way home.

More to come…

DJB

The Armenian Room at the Cathedral of Learning 080313
The Swiss Classroom at the Cathedral of Learning 080313
Heinz Memorial Chapel 080313

In celebration of Elizabeth

(I don’t often use More to Come… for work-related posts, but last Friday evening at the National Trust we celebrated the retirement of a dear friend — Elizabeth McClung — and I wanted to share my admiration for this stalwart of preservation.  I was privileged to speak at Elizabeth’s retirement celebration.  The following are my remarks.)

Leadership comes in many forms.  We all know of the alpha male, Type A personalities who are celebrated as leaders on Wall Street and in the halls of Congress.  These are the types who bark out orders and expect others to follow.

These are the “born leaders” — or so they say.

But there is another type of leadership that is — to my mind — much more effective.  It generally comes from people who learn to be leaders, rather than assume they know it all from birth.  I put more stock in these types of leaders in part because I am reminded of the tale of a group of tourists visiting a picturesque village not unlike nearby Strasburg.  They walked by an old man sitting beside a fence and in a rather patronizing way, one tourist asked, “Were any great men or women born in this village?”  “Nope” the old man replied.  “Only babies.”

This other type of leadership is — to paraphrase Jim Rohn — resolute, but not rude.  Humble, but not timid.  Proud, but not arrogant.  Humorous, but without folly.

I want to use my few minutes today to talk about an extraordinary leader who exemplifies these qualities:  our friend and colleague Elizabeth McClung.

Elizabeth and I joined the National Trust just months apart from each other in 1996, and we shared a common connection through our preservation work in the valley town of Staunton, Virginia.

I didn’t know Elizabeth exceptionally well when we were in Staunton, but I have come to know — and admire — her after 17 years of truly effective leadership here at Belle Grove.

Elizabeth is a leader who sees opportunity where others see challenges.  When she arrived at Belle Grove and found the financial systems and computer infrastructure “a little short of adequate” she didn’t balk or complain.  She made her typical light-hearted comment — “We were the mule train on the information highway” — and then set about to fix the problem.

When development threatened the view shed, Elizabeth didn’t fret.  She picked up the phone and spoke with my boss at the time — Richard Moe — and with me and others at the National Trust and told us of her plan for raising the money and buying the land.  At the Trust, we didn’t say yes to every site director who came with a big idea, but in Elizabeth we knew we had a partner — and a leader — who could deliver.

Later, Elizabeth called me with this hare-brained scheme to help birth a National Park like no other…a National Park where the Park Service didn’t own the land!  It was unconventional, but Elizabeth and her colleagues knew that this was just the type of park that was needed here in the Shenandoah Valley and she was certain that Belle Grove could be the lynchpin to making it happen.

She was right of course, and over the course of what seemed like 25 years (but was really only ten) she never gave up, always collaborating with others, always leading in her quiet, humorous, but oh-so-effective way.  And we now celebrate the Cedar Creek and Belle Grove National Historical Park and the stories it tells of our nation’s history.

There are so many ways I could describe Elizabeth’s leadership, but I went to see a number of my colleagues at the National Trust and said, “If you had one word you could use to describe Elizabeth, what would it be?”  And the words just poured out.  Words like:

  •  Joyful
  • Warm
  • Enthusiastic
  • Gracious
  • Collaborative
  •  Visionary
  • Songstress (This had something to do with a ribald, hillbilly West Virginia song that she learned from her family and sang one evening at a site director’s meeting.  I am sure that alcohol was involved!)

I also heard the words:

  • Giving
  • Committed
  • Optimistic

These all describe the Elizabeth I know and have loved working with for 17 years.  But that optimism is the value she brings that I want to remember most about her as she heads into retirement.  Elizabeth can look at any situation and find the path forward…the good in the person…the way to get everyone to make the right choice.

Our National Trust president, Stephanie Meeks, could not be with us today, but she asked me to make a special presentation on her behalf.  It is the President’s Award, and I’ll ask Elizabeth to join me while I read the citation.

In recognition of her nearly 17 years of service as the Executive Director of Belle Grove, Inc., the National Trust honors Elizabeth McClung for her unwavering leadership and enthusiastic embrace of collaboration at our important National Trust Historic Site in Middletown, Virginia.  Under Elizabeth’s guidance, Belle Grove tripled the size of its holdings and entered into a partnership with the National Park Service; achieved great success in fundraising; and firmly established Belle Grove as a community, state, and national treasure.  We will always be grateful for her effusive optimism, well-known throughout the Shenandoah Valley and by her colleagues across the nation, as well as for her extraordinary commitment to Belle Grove and the National Trust.  For these accomplishments and many more, we join the Belle Grove Family in offering Elizabeth McClung our deepest affection and thanks.  Signed:  Stephanie K. Meeks, President

Max DePree is the retired CEO of the furniture and design pacesetter Herman Miller, and through the years I’ve come to appreciate his definition of leadership.  DePree says:

“The first responsibility of a leader is to define reality. The last is to say thank you. In between, the leader is a servant.”

Elizabeth has always been willing to recognize and define reality.  She always says thank you.  And she is the epitome of the servant leader.

Elizabeth, thank you for being such a terrific leader, colleague, and friend.  And all the best wishes in your retirement from all your friends and colleagues at the National Trust.

More to come…

DJB

Image: Elizabeth McClung and DJB at Belle Grove

Summer Reading 2013: Part 1

The Forest UnseenIt is that time of year again, dear readers, where I have finished a couple of books on my summer reading list and pass along thoughts and recommendations.

First up is the best natural history/science book I’ve read in years.  Now that’s a low bar, because I don’t usually read natural history/science books.  But in this case, with the reviews in, my reading habits don’t really matter as others use the same accolades.

A colleague, who also happens to be an alumnus of The University of the South,  recommended Sewanee professor David George Haskell’s The Forest Unseen:  A Year’s Watch in Nature. Ever since I finished the book I’ve been meaning to thank George for the suggestion.  This is a gem of a little book.

Haskell’s work is a meditation of a year’s worth of observation on a small patch of old growth forest near Sewanee in Tennessee.  Several reviewers commented that the book is both very modern and very old-fashioned, and I had the same reactions.  As a modern-trained biologist, Haskell’s knowledge of science touches on all the current themes.  Yet he also sounds like the naturalists from the 19th century who were explaining the vast American continent to a new nation.

Haskell’s frame is to visit the same patch of forest throughout the course of one year and to write essays about his observations on specific days.  On May 25th a mosquito lands on his hand and he lets her probe his skin.  He describes what the mosquito does as she hits a blood vessel, what happens to the mosquito as she flies away, and heads into an explanation of malaria that includes the tidbit that the forest is here for the mosquito because it has been protected by the university, which was established – in part – because of malaria.

Like many of the older universities in the East, the school is located on a plateau, away from the swamps the breed malaria and yellow fever.  The cool temperatures and relative freedom of the Tennessee hills from mosquitoes made them an ideal place to send the offspring of the southern gentry. The school  year ran through the summer, allowing students to escape the heat and disease of the cities.

This little excerpt is just a small sample of the way Haskell looks at one part of nature and expands its reach throughout nature and humanity.  But it doesn’t really give a taste of the poetic nature of this book.  How many biologists would write, “When laughing children chase after fireflies, they are not pursuing beetles but catching wonder….” and make you believe that they believe it.  Haskell does, and he goes on to add,

When wonder matures, it peels back experience to seek deeper layers of marvel below.  This is science’s highest purpose.  And the firefly’s story is rich in hidden wonder.  The beetle’s flash invites admiration for evolution’s ability to cobble together a masterpiece from unremarkable raw materials:  the lantern at the tip of the firefly’s abdomen is made from standard-issue insect materials but assembled in such a way that the insect become a glowing forest sprite.

Haskell loves nature, but not at the expense of humanity.  Finding golf balls that have been misplayed from a nearby course into the woods leads to a longer meditation on man’s place in the world.  Instead of removing the golf balls and “tidying” up nature, he decides to leave them.

The impulse to purify might fail on a second, deeper level.  Human artifacts are not stains imposed on nature.  Such a view drives a wedge between humanity and the rest of the community of life. A golf ball is the manifestation of the mind of a clever, playful African primate. This primate loves to invent games to test its physical and mental skill.  Generally, these games are played on carefully reconstructed replicas of the savanna from which the ape came and for which its subconscious still hankers. The clever primate belongs in this world. Maybe the primate’s productions do also….To love nature and to hate humanity is illogical. Humanity is part of the whole. To truly love the world is also to love human ingenuity and playfulness. Nature does not need to be cleansed of human artifacts to be beautiful or coherent. Yes, we should be less greedy, untidy, wasteful, and shortsighted. But let us not turn responsibility into self-hatred. Our biggest failing is, after all, lack of compassion for the world. Including ourselves.

On Christmas Eve, as his year in the forest is nearing an end, Haskell explains what he has done and why.  As is expected by this time, it is thoughtful, lucid, and respectful prose.

This year I have tried to put down scientific tools and to listen: to come to nature without a hypothesis, without a scheme for data extraction, with a lesson plan to convey answers to students, without machines and probes. I have glimpsed how rich science is but simultaneously how limited in scope and in spirit. It is unfortunate that the practice of listening generally has no place in the formal training of scientists.  In this absence, science needlessly fails. We are poorer for this, and possibly more hurtful. What Christmas Eve gifts might a listening culture give its forests?

…My experience of animals is richer for knowing their stories, and science is a powerful way to deepen this understanding….all stories are partly wrapped in fiction – the fiction of simplifying assumptions, of cultural myopia and of storytellers’ pride.  I learn to revel in the stories but not to mistake them for the bright, ineffable nature of the world.

This is a wonderful book.  Read it yourself.  Give it to someone you love.  You’ll both be thankful.

More to come…

DJB