Category: Observation

Become a Junior Ranger

by Jen

I'm camping with my family and some friends in Glacier National Park this week. Instead of new posts (or no posts) I've decided to bring back a few of my favorites that you may not have read since they are a little older. This guest post about the Junior Ranger program at National Parks seems especially appropriate.

Is your family planning on taking a trip to a National Park, Monument or Historic Site soon? Enhance your child’s experience by having them take part in the Junior Ranger program. Children receive an activity booklet at the visitor center (free of charge) with the instructions inside. They will complete some of the pages in their booklet that are based on the unique characteristics and problems facing the park today.

Engage in a bird search

by melynda

Trail report

It’s springtime and the birds are chirping. Take a walk—or look out your window—to discover who your avian friends are and what they are up to.

Ant Farm

by melynda

Several people have been writing about observing critters in their home lately. Debi and her kids watched a caterpillar metamorphose into a butterfly. Others are growing herbs on the windowsill or raising chicks.

We decided to get an ant farm.

A friend in tree, is a friend indeed

by melynda

It’s no secret that I love trees. They make their own food, they can create microclimates, they are habitat and food source for many critters and they are pleasing to the eye. Trees can be jungle gyms to climb or provide shade to sit under and read a book.

Blog Carnival: Natural Hideaway

by melynda

Don't forget, you have until Friday night to enter the drawing for the Kids in the Garden book.

There's a blog carnival going on over at Backyard Mama and I couldn't resist pulling out my bearded lady suit to join.

This is mostly from the "about" page, but I don't know if anyone reads that, so I am posting it here.

For me nature has always been a place to get to, not a hideout. It's a place to explore, relax, learn and better understand myself. I am more me when I am outside. There was one place that was a hideout, however, and even though I haven't been there in 28 years, I remember it clearly.