On my drive from Chapel Hill, North Carolina, to Louisville, Georgia, I paid a short visit to the Carolina Sandhills National Wildlife Refuge. I have wanted to do so for many years.
So incredibly peaceful. I seemed to have all 46,000 acres to myself.
I stepped out of my car to stretch my legs and noticed the meadow pictured at the top left of these photos. It occurred to me that I should try to see it not as a monolith, “a” meadow, but as a vast and varied collection of individual species. Of plants and animals that have their own names, idiosyncrasies, stories. I walked out into it. I took these pictures for you. It chagrined me to think how few of the names, peculiarities, and interesting stories I know.
It’s just fundamentally unfair, don’t you agree, that each of us gets only one lifetime. So much to learn. So much to do. So much to honor with our careful attention.