Tracks and Traces

By Greg Lecker On a gray Christmas Eve day, I have the Arboretum nearly to myself, except for one or two walkers and a photographer.  Temperatures are mild; the air is very still.  From one of the trees lining Three Mile Drive, maple leaves curl – both individually and as a mass. I pause at…

Beautiful Forms

By Mary Beth Pottratz “The dry grasses are not dead for me. A beautiful form has as much life at one season as another,” said Henry David Thoreau, and his quote tops the Nature Notes board in the lobby of the Great Hall. Indeed, beautiful forms are evident everywhere. Graceful grass stalks sway and dance…

Woods, Lovely, Dark, and Deep

By Boak Wiesner I had just enough energy today for a short jaunt in the new fallen snow, our area’s first real taste of the white stuff. Knowing that some real cold is in the offing, I’m glad, weirdly, for the little critters of field and forest who can now escape the real nippy stuff…

Muted – “A Hazy Shade of Winter”

By Greg Lecker Like the rest of south central Minnesota, the Arboretum is has been wet this past week, and gray – the color Simon & Garfunkel had in mind when they sang of “A Hazy Shade of Winter”.  Colors and forms are muted and one longs for something of interest amidst the muted color…