Category Archives: Synthesis

Andrew, Parr, Heera, Jack and I stumbled out of my car and raced towards the rocks. It was a hot September day, and the sticky air suffocated us as we hurried to get in the water. We swam on our … Continue reading →

I never took Latin as a child, I took Spanish. So the first time Dr. Lookingbill used the words “Riparian Zones” I had no idea what he was talking about. For a few minutes I was completely dumbfounded about this new … Continue reading →

Home is a rather small place. Wherever we settle, we tend to carve out our own small plot that we become familiar with above all else and somehow manage to forget the rest. Even at Folly, my family’s 50 acre … Continue reading →

Before I begin describing any of the amazing experiences I have had or the abundance of knowledge I have gained from being part of the Earth Lodge, I must say it has both exceeded my expectations and turned out to … Continue reading →

Disturbed is the closest word I can use to describe how I felt as I more deeply analyzed the implications of an Environmental Leadership article the Earth Lodgers were assigned a few weeks ago. It identifies the three characteristics an … Continue reading →

University of Richmond’s accepted students’ day, circa March 2012: I came to visit the university and the city of Richmond for the very first time.  I was insanely nervous, and the more I began to talk to other accepted students, … Continue reading →

In my last synthesis blog, I discussed how joining Earth Lodge brought me back to my “Nature Girl” roots. Now I’m the lady in a ditch, but I am noticing the little things of the natural world around me that … Continue reading →

I knew this class would be different than anything I had experienced before. I remember sitting in the first class, completely fresh and with no prior experience involving Environmental Science but I was anxious for more than a new palette … Continue reading →

This semester has been something else. When I think back to how it all started with a shy group of younger years (we aren’t all sophomores) meeting in the lounge one cold evening I remember being unsure in my desire … Continue reading →