In this space, I’ve often shared my love for National Park-based research. I count myself among the researchers devoting time and energy to documenting how climate change affects the ecosystems and natural resources in U.S.
We’re rushing out of the dog days of summer and into the start of a new semester — or in my case the start of parental leave, which is a little bit like embarking on a
The National Park Service is wrapping up celebrations on its 102nd anniversary this August. I’m unabashedly biased towards park science: my dissertation and my postdoc research are both Acadia-based, while cleaning out old papers last week
September, 1975 My parents are married by a Justice of the Peace in Davidson County, North Carolina. My dad is working for both Thomasville Furniture and Wall Trucking while my mom works in the
As plants take in sunlight and carbon dioxide to grow, they also respire or “breathe” out part of that carbon dioxide back to the atmosphere. When this occurs belowground from the plant’s roots, it’s called
As you enter Kings Canyon and Sequoia National Park from highway 180 there is a small little parking lot to the side with a couple of bathrooms and a non-descript, standard-issue, brown, wooden park service
Happy National Parks week! While I tend to plan trips around plants — Thuja plicata in Olympic National Park, Lathyrus japonicas at Cape Cod National Seashore — I understand the draw of non-botanical Park residents:
Think of your most amazing four-state roadtrip. How much data did you collect between stops at Disney Land and the hotel pool? Did you stargaze in the Mojave Desert or were you too exhausted after
Snapshots of Change and The PhenoCam Network: What Are 130 Cameras Telling Us About Our Changing Planet?
As flowers began to bloom and leaves slowly emerge in the northern hemisphere this time of year, most people are thinking about how they soon get to lose the winter coat and enjoy the warm,
I don’t remember too much from the eighties–other than Nintendo, Sonic, and how cool the Ghostbusters were. But I do clearly remember watching one of my family’s favorite movies, Smoky and the Bandit, all the time–a