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Taken out in our backyard in Ivoryton, when the small forest of blue spruce trees I planted some ten years previous had grown to an average height of seven-eight feet. Now they’re probably triple that size.
*Here’s a nice version of the Christmas carol, also known as O Tannenbaum; it’s based on an old German folk song.
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One of many wonderful things about deep winter here in the Northeast is full moon hiking. Out in a nighttime forest, civilization recedes, and something – more primeval – emerges; you become just another animal abroad on the land. The senses, particularly hearing, will sharpen to find a new equilibrium. Safety seems less assured, the town distant. You move beyond your comfort zone, go as deep and as long into the night as you dare, and eventually turn back, to hearth and home, a bit wilder for the experience.
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