Phudd Hill

We did an activity called “explore” with the kids who visited Hawthorne Valley that led us over the creek and into the woods behind the school, up the side of Phudd Hill.  I spent many mornings, afternoons and evenings in those woods, sometimes with a group of kids scrambling up the sides of rocks and over fallen trees, other times by myself.  There are few places on this earth I have felt more at peace.  I think I can’t say it better than Wendell Berry – this from a passage in his essay “A Native Hill.”

“To see the woods from the inside one must look and move and look again.  It is inexhaustible in its standpoints.  A lifetime will not be enough to experience it all.”

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