The wilderness is possibly one of the most exquisite portrayals of life on the planet. It captivates the soul and if you really examine it and let the chirps of the birds and the rushing water of the river take you away, you become one with the forest. If you spend enough time in it your senses become almost enlightened as you hear ever stick crack and smell the wet ground covered with pine needles. The life of the forest starts to connects with you as you go deeper. If you stop and sit down all of your worries and thoughts start to go away and you start to receive what the forest has to offer. You start to find yourself and become more entwined with mother nature then you ever thought possible. This description is of my home, the place I grew up in as a child. I lived in the forest on mount hood until I was 5 years old when we moved into the city. We still kept our cabin and lived there half time and go there as much as possible. My personal favorite time to go to the cabin is in the dead of winter. This is mostly because I love the snow. Skiing is one of my favorite things to up there tied with hiking in the wilderness. The forest I grew up in and know the best is the forest behind my cabin surrounded by natural boundaries which are the Salmon River and a beautiful ridge covered with rhododendron bushes with wonderful giant pink flowers. This little section of the forest held so much even though its only about two square miles.
Ever since I was born I loved going going on walks with my mom and picking huckleberries. We usually would pick around 10 cups a year which is a lot for how many there are in the forest. We would make everything imaginable out of that delicious berry. Pies, pancakes, jam, syrup, you name it. Once a yea...
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...lk twenty feet in that forest. As soon as you step outside your nostrils are immediately filled with the crisp scent of pine and life. Its such a vivid smell you can almost taste it. When you start walking towards the stream you can hear the rushing water almost in harmony with the birds chirping all around you. You can feel the sun warm your skin as you walk in and out of the shadows. The air is chilly and crisp but when you walk in a sunny spot you find yourself to be in the perfect temperature. With every step small sticks crackle at your feet and you can feel the soft, moist, pine needle covered forest floor squish beneath your foot. When you stop walking and close your eyes the only thing on your mind is nature. All of your stress and fears fall away like nothing. You reach your inner peace and you feel truly happy. Thats what the forest brings you, happiness.
In society, is has become a priority to be so engaged in the social circle. It gets exhausting trying to be at all the gatherings, getting involved in activities, and partaking in social media. Even though as a society we tire of the constant movement in our communities, we often do not withdraw ourselves from the suffocating social routine. I have often found myself thinking that I should take a trip or go stay at another city to be alone and relax from all the annoyance of society. What holds me back? Being alone is a scary thought. But what joy I experience when the wind blows over the water that your feet are in when sitting on pier. Or the joy of being in a lake fishing, with your thoughts. I find it that the stuff that worries me the most, does not seem as catastrophic when immersed in the greenery of the woods. If only one had the courage to live alone, I’m sure life would seem much
Each day we walk outside and we see something beautiful. It is called Nature. Outside it holds so much more than we can see. We love the world around us and it is up to us to see it. The world shows us all that it can hold. The problem is we look at the world and see simple things. We see things that have no meaning, but are just objects. However, everything in Nature can have a hidden meaning. “Vivid pictures of landscape, but in them the Yankee point of view through which nature is seen is as vital to the meaning as the things portrayed.” (Lynen) Nature has meaning behind each part of nature. The problem of nature is each person has a different interpretation. One thing that might seem beautiful and wonderful to me is complete terrible or scary to another. We base our meaning off our own experiences. People who have been trapped alone in the forest are usually scared of going back into a forest by their own. We base what we know and how we feel off of past experiences. Robert Frost wrote the poems, Acquainted with the Night and Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening which describes nature that has three main hidden meanings: things hidden in the stars, mountains hold amazing features and pure white is a beautiful and wonderful thing.
The place that I created to go where there is no materialism and I can be myself and be who I want to be is a place that’s far away deep in the woods. This place is a place that anything is possible. All around you, you see nothing but flowers and animals, beautiful green grass and my own little cottage to spend my days in. Out there I don’t need to hassle with having to pay bills or having to find a job. All I need to do is sit back and relax. I like to fish for food, but I only catch what I can eat, because I don’t want my game to go scarce. I sometimes hunt for my dinner and look for food on the ground like pinecones, or bushes of berries. Out in the forest nobody has to worry about materialism they only have to be themselves. I chose this place because I love the forest and I love animals. I don’t want to put up any fuss about doing anything that I don’t want to do. I can enjoy living out there in the wilderness only listening to nature and the things that surround me. I bath in a river that flows fresh water in everyday. I am happy that I have pets because if I didn’t then I would be lonely all the time and I would have nobody to share my secrets with.
"Into The Woods," is a mixture of Cinderella, Little Red Ridinghood, Jack In The Bean Stalk, Rapunzel, and The Baker and The Baker's Wife. It was held at the Springfield Theatre on Lawrence Street, on the eighth day of the tenth month of the year 2000. The plays were not separated in their own section the whole time. They mixed them all together most of the time. It was very interesting and entertaining. This musical was set in the woods (the whole time). Every skit was just like the original ones, but they put a little twist to them to make them funnier.
America’s wilderness areas are vitally important for our nation's health and well-being. Preserving America’s Wilderness areas is necessary for conservation of resources, it is necessary for the survival of Human, and necessary in maintaining biodiversity.
At first, the idea of escaping into nature was cumbersome. Meandering aimlessly concerned me. My mind was stained with negative thoughts of solitude and being alone first felt demoralizing, but slowly my earlier assumption dissipated, fully disappearing from the subconscious once I broke the boundary and stepped into nature. Emerson notes, “In the woods, we return to reason and faith. There I feel that nothing can befall me in life, - no disgrace, no calamity, (leaving me my eyes,) which nature cannot repair” (8). I too believe what Emerson says. In my own rush to “fit in” I dismissed my own morals accepted others as if they were my own. I put my energy into modeling myself according to the contemplation of others, all the while ignoring principles
Does wilderness exist? To many people, this would seem to be a very meaningless question. Of course wilderness exists. But, coming from a student who decided to enroll in a class called Humans and the Natural Environment: Impacts and Moral Obligations, this question has become one that has almost thrown my world upside down. Before we can answer the question, we must first know the definition of wilderness is this, “an area where the earth and its community of life are untrammeled by man, where man is a visitor who does not remain.” Because of my recent class periods and readings, I believe that the concept of wilderness does not exist, and that it is not useful. Throughout this essay I will explain why
It has never been an uncommon thing for one to retreat to nature in an attempt to ‘find one’s self,’ and somewhat cliché these days is the retreat to nature to ‘find God.’ Hundreds of books, essays, seminars, and retreats devote themselves to helping one understand how to find enlightenment and healing through connecting with nature. It is a phenomenon that transcends religious boundaries—everyone, from Buddhists to Christian Mystics to Quakers, seems to think that the key (or, at least, one of the keys) to enlightenment lies in nature. As one may suppose, this is not a new concept. Throughout literary history, there is a distinct trend of authors praising the virtues of nature, singing of the peace that it brings and the enlightening attributes of these places away from the noise and clutter of the cities. Shakespeare tells of finding “tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, [and] sermons in stone”(Shakespeare); William Wordsworth implores us to let nature be our teacher; Goethe claims that there is rest and respite on the mountain top; and George Washington Carver admits that he tries commune with nature everyday. It seems that from Henry David Thoreau right down to contemporary authors, no generation or writing period has been devoid of at least one prolific author who takes to nature in order to find the answers.
In Wallace Stegner’s “Wilderness Letter,” he is arguing that the countries wilderness and forests need to be saved. For a person to become whole, Stegner argues that the mere idea of the wild and the forests are to thank. The wilderness needs to be saved for the sake of the idea. He insinuates that anyone in America can just think of Old faithful, Mt. Rainier, or any other spectacular landform, even if they have not visited there, and brought to a calm. These thoughts he argues are what makes us as people whole.
...ly with wilderness and believe that these are the places that have touched me most deeply.
It is a story that provides the ultimate explanation of how two different people who are witnesses to a crime give completely different psychological recollections of the same event. The author reminds us that truth depends on the telling. Someone must step forward and tell that truth.
The familiarity of the woods, the natural urges my body has to be outside and be active in the setting that most people in today’s society only truly see in movies, if that, reminds me of other ventures into the woods, the citrusy smell of pine mixed with the smells of wild grasses and various flowers create an unmatched bombardment of scents. These scents stimulate the mind in a calming way unlike any medication or music ever could. The aroma of the forest sends chills down my spine, causing you to get the urge to explore and to absorb yourself in to the natural wonders the human body
Robert Frost’s love of nature is expressed in the setting of his poem "Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening." His elaborate description of the woody setting brings vivid images to the reader’s mind. Frost explains the setting so descriptively that the reader feels he is in the woods alsoThe setting is a very important tool Frost uses in writing this poem. The setting is obviously in the woods, but these are not just any old woods. Something caught the speaker’s eyes in these woods making them a special place for the speaker. It seems as if the speaker has associated these woods with an aspect of his "personal paradise". The peacefulness, tranquillity, darkness, and silence are all important parts of this "paradise".
There were some trails nearby that we were able to take. These trails are both manmade and at the same time formed by nature. The trails were manmade in the sense that over time, the bikes have worn away the grass and plants to make just a dirt trail. These trails were mostly formed by nature though, the way the land tilts, where the trees are, rivers, valleys, hills anything out in a forest can and will determine where these trails go. As we ride through these trails, not only is it amazing to see how everything has formed, but you can also observe wildlife as you go through. At one point we are heading down a slight hill, and then two deer run across the trail not 25 feet ahead of us. This leads to us stopping for a couple minutes as we watch those deer run off into the unknown of the forest. When we finish up with the biking, it is nice to know that there are still some areas that are mostly untouched by man, and allowed to take the course that nature would have
I used to go there to be alone or to dream with my eyes open admiring the blue sky or the clouds. I liked to go there to lay down on the grass, listen to the wind, kiss the flowers and watch the leaves moving. It was hard to go up the hill to get there, but I wanted to see everyday my seven trees, to see how the color of the leaves changed and to feel the softness of the grass.