It is not uncommon to return home from a walk with my children with my purse or pockets full of interesting specimens we’ve collected. Bark, seedpods, and glittery rocks abound, as well as pictures on my phone of the living things we want to name but can’t (and won’t try to) carry home with us.
Why do I thrill at learning that the little brown and yellow tufted bird I spotted by the pond is known as a great crested fly-catcher, or marvel all the more at the ink-blot leaves of the bloodroot once I can identify them by name? It’s all about making connections with the world and others. [Read the full article]