As a boy I accompanied my grandfather into the Woods near my hometown. He searched for berries and mushrooms while I explored the fauna and flora of glens, gorges, ridges and the forest. Initially I didn’t appreciate these treks. We walked for miles over the rough terrain and it took me awhile to harden myself to the task. My grandfather could walk long distances with nary a complaint. I often needed a drink or a rest and I wasn’t really aware of the magnificence that surrounded me.
Eventually I learned to read trails, conserve energy and ration water throughout the day. I no longer focused on the physicality of the walk. I became aware of a beautiful and serene world. I found peace and focus. I learned how to observe and value wildness without intruding upon it. The smells and hues of the woods became known. Fixed in my mind were the sounds of leaves rustling, water rushing in streams and coyotes yowling. Equally, I learned the smell of approaching rain, pine needles on the forest floor and wildflowers thrusting for sun.
To this day I value the quietness of nature. All wild areas need to be protected. They are special and irreplaceable. Places like Bloomsburg Town Park, Susquehanna Riverlands, State Gameland 58, Weiser State Forest and Ricketts Glen State Park are just a few examples of treasures that need safekeeping for posterity. All children need to go to these places. I’m forever grateful for my grandfather and all conservationists.
Mike Saures
Bloomsburg