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Mark Tatlow's avatar

Thanks for reposting this, Michelle. A truly fascinating story. I shall look more closely in the Scandinavian woods for their own special signs of Spring. This weekend I’ll be spending in the Estonian forests…

P.S. I had already come across Craig Holdrege (and his work on the skunk cabbage) because of his link to Goethean science.

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Ken's avatar

What a beautiful way to "awaken" my youthful memories of walking through areas of damp lowlands and grassy fields that were available to a youngster as he went out about his day exploring! "Go outside and play.. it's a nice day", was my permission slip to roam about and sometimes return with muddy shoes and wet pantlegs to my mother's queries of "where have your travels taken you, this time? Let's get those wet shoes and socks off...unroll those cuffs and shake of the dirt and mud OUTSIDE; before you come back into this house and get cleaned up... AGAIN!"

My mother's exasperation was short lived as I almost always brought her back something just for her from my journey. Brings tears to my eyes thinking of what a kind soul she had, allowing me to explore Earth's treasures with the wide eyes of youth, discovering something new each and every time I went out "exploring".

I hope her gentleness and kindness are genetic traits allow me to appreciate the beauty that this good Earth still provides, if we just allow ourselves the time to slowly walk and observe. Thank you for a beautiful presentation, Michelle.

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