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Ecological Footprints

Ecological Footprints EDITORIAL Steven N. Handel e spend our quiet time thinking and talking the summer heat shrivels my surface? Will they hear the about our landscape projects, how we will plan sounds of the night, the thousands of insects and bats as W and install them, and what we wish them to the evening’s drama plays out, its battles hidden from their become. But what if the table was turned, and the landscape human eyesight? Will they hear the voices and music of was sentient? What would it think about us, its human the people on my paths, or will they find my silent places, workers and care-givers? where they can find hard-won solitude and be filled only with their thoughts? e Th y are coming. I hear their footsteps, their turning wheels on my soil, their What will they smell? loud chattering. I see their eyes, searching from place to Will they be enveloped by the sage or the mint’s pungent place, hoping to see something new or happily familiar. odors and wonder why these smells evolved? Will they Sometimes they rush through; sometimes it is a slow pas- press close against a wildflower’s bloom to capture its sage, http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Ecological Restoration University of Wisconsin Press

Ecological Footprints

Handel, Steven N.
Ecological Restoration , Volume 36 (1) – Mar 13, 2018
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EDITORIAL Steven N. Handel e spend our quiet time thinking and talking the summer heat shrivels my surface? Will they hear the about our landscape projects, how we will plan sounds of the night, the thousands of insects and bats as W and install them, and what we wish them to the evening’s drama plays out, its battles hidden from their become. But what if the table was turned, and the landscape human eyesight? Will they hear the voices and music of was sentient? What would it think about us, its human the people on my paths, or will they find my silent places, workers and care-givers? where they can find hard-won solitude and be filled only with their thoughts? e Th y are coming. I hear their footsteps, their turning wheels on my soil, their What will they smell? loud chattering. I see their eyes, searching from place to Will they be enveloped by the sage or the mint’s pungent place, hoping to see something new or happily familiar. odors and wonder why these smells evolved? Will they Sometimes they rush through; sometimes it is a slow pas- press close against a wildflower’s bloom to capture its sage,

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Ecological Restoration – University of Wisconsin Press

Published: Mar 13, 2018

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