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Diamonds of the Wye

Diamonds of the Wye

It’s the middle of May, the morning sun slices through the clear blue sky as if systematically rotated into place just after a full moon and a week of unpredictable rain.  A small fleet of boats set out across the Chesapeake Bay, united in their purpose.  Each vessel...

Asphalt Graveyard

The top predator in the modern food chain most definitely has to be the automobile.  One of our most frequent messages as an organization is to be aware of wildlife on the roads and safely assist animals in the direction they were headed if possible.  We live in a...
A Day in the Bog

A Day in the Bog

I am up to my knees in mud, surrounded by a blanket of skunk cabbage. The blazing midday sun cooks my flesh while a patchwork of fresh cuts on my forearms begin to tingle. Some may be imagining some type of cruel hell but to me it doesn’t get much better then this. I...
A Day in the Bog

A Day in the Fen

I am up to my knees in mud, surrounded by a blanket of skunk cabbage. The blazing midday sun cooks my flesh while a patchwork of fresh cuts on my forearms begin to tingle. Some may be imagining some type of cruel hell but to me it doesn’t get much better then this. I...

Driving Towards Recovery

While eking my way towards the Key Bridge during my 30-some mile commute from Harford County to Glen Burnie, I gaze ahead at the arching passage across the Patapsco River; a concrete and steel accomplishment of man. I glance south to see a coastline crowded with...