Using natural elements like downed trees, logs and willow branch tunnels, so-called nature play spaces parks are a new trend in playgrounds — and Baltimore has joined the movement.
Located on the historic Baltimore City reservoir of the same name, Lake Roland Park in the Jones Falls Valley is hands down one of the best places to hike, picnic, and enjoy nature near the city.
Few things can transport some of us back to childhood quite like looking at old National Geographic covers. This Thursday, a renowned nature photographer for that time-honored magazine is asking us to do something similar by looking back at the outside world as we did as children to remember what’s worth saving.
A quiet revolution has begun. Its aim is simple – to get our children outside and closer to nature. There is a growing and concerning gap between children and nature. Less than 1 in 10 children regularly play in wild spaces now, compared to half a generation ago. This matters, because nature is good for mind, body and soul.
Events at Ladew tend to sell out quickly, so we say get in on this one while there’s still time. Ladew Gardens, that incredible topiary and nature center in our own backyard has started a series called Eco-Explorers. And it’s the perfect time of year for it, too. This series examines aspects of natural science through hands-on exploration and classroom learning as well. Participants will learn different aspects of natural exploration and then get outside to put these new skills to use! On Sunday, June 14th, the series’ special guest will be Dr. Brian Masters, a professor at Towson.
In 1978, a peregrine falcon named Scarlett made her home on the 33rd floor ledge of Baltimore’s Transamerica building. In the decades since, Scarlett’s fellow falcons have continue to nest on the downtown skyscraper.
Happy National Public Land Day, everyone! In celebration of our nation’s parks, nature refuges, and rangelands, admission to any Bureau of Land Management, National Park Service, U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service or U.S. Forest Service land will cost you exactly $0 this Saturday. Here are a few of our favorite nearby national parks:
World renowned Ladew Topiary Gardens is always a great place to bring the kids. After all, there’s plenty of space to run around, hide behind giant hedges, and appreciate the Alice in Wonderland-esque topiary masterpieces. But now there’s even more at Ladew to thrill the little ones. So this year’s Children’s Day also marks the opening of Ladew’s new Butterfly House. Dare we say it’s Ladew’s most eagerly anticipated family event yet? We think it just might be. After all, it’s a day long celebration of caterpillars and butterflies– those perennial kid favorites. Not that we as adults would turn down an afternoon of wondering at these most gorgeous members of the insect world ourselves. So save the date (Saturday, September 6) for Ladew’s most aflutter family day ever.
Whether you’re looking for a mid-week jaunt to get the kids outside, or simply want a change of scenery yourself, a trip out to Eden Mill Nature Center is certainly a must at some point this summer. Though temporarily closed for tours due to renovations, the mill is still home to an abundance of art and nature programs for children and teens, and some of the most charming (and fruitful) fishing spots around. If this sounds like what you’re craving, you could head out for Wednesday’s Art with Sticks and Twigs class, aimed at the 4-7 year old set.
This column, That Nature Show, is about the nature right under your nose: in our backyards, playgrounds and parks! Stop and look around, you’ll be amazed at what surrounds you.
Sunday is Mother’s Day. So, nu, have you bought a gift for your mother, or at the very least called her? I just yelled loudly, “Mooooom!” and she heard me because she lives only two miles from here, and has her ears always perked for the song of her chickadee. That’s what she calls me.
I used to call her Mama, then Mommy, then Mom, then, as an adolescent I referred to her as That Woman Who Grounded Me Because I Got A C In French, then in my 20s, in my discovery-of-my-Jewish-roots phase, Ema, Hebrew for mother, because I was engaged to a guy from Israel and was learning Hebrew in Jerusalem. Now I just call her Emily. We’ve reached this place, the mountain plateau, through lots of strenuous climbing.
We have a house wren nesting in window box of the shed. Its eggs are going to hatch by Mother’s Day. Can a bird have better Hallmark-card timing? It’s like a metaphor for the tender care I try to provide my kids. It has feathered the nest, sat patiently on the eggs (that is, when she was not disturbed by my son, 9, leering in to her abode. She flew out and almost hit him in the eye. Who wants to be the mother whose son was blinded in a bird-related melee? Not I. No Red Ryder BB gun).