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 Three Catastrophes, One Sky
by Kierán Suckling, Center for Biological Diversity
"Humans have long labored under the illusion that we live on an energetically benign Earth. In fact we live beneath vegetative and atmospheric overstories that protect us from incoming waves of enormous energy. It is not clear that humans, or at least advanced human societies, can exist if those canopies are destroyed or degraded."
Simmons B. Buntin's The Literal Landscape: "The Essential Landscape of Memory"
David Rothenberg's Bull Hill: "NightinGala" with Audio
Deborah Fries' Plein Air: "Out in the Field, Under the Tent"
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The Future of Environmental Essay: A Discourse with Audio Excerpts
by Alison Hawthorne Deming, David Gessner, David Rothenberg, and Lauret Savoy
 In February 2008, Terrain.org's editor facilitated a panel titled “The Future of Environmental Essay” in New York City. This article includes the full text, and brief audio excerpts, of the panelists’ important and entertaining discourse.
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An Undefended Buffet: The Unnecessary Extinction of the Redbay, a Defining Southern Tree
by Susan Cerulean
“Something’s dead wrong in these woods,” said Georgia forester Chip Bates, as he led a group of 30 scientists into Jekyll Island’s interior forests on a hot afternoon last July. “You may be seeing extinction in progress.”
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Planting Pipelines in National Parks: The West-wide Energy Corridor and the Future of Public Lands in the West
by Erin Podolak
 Energy production and distribution is a problem in the United States. To help solve the problem, the federal government has proposed the creation of energy corridors, areas of land where the infrastructure needed to move energy resources including hydrogen, oil, natural gas, and electricity will be constructed.
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High Point: A Blueprint for Greening Affordable Housing in Seattle
by Walker Wells
 Numerous aspects of High Point’s site design address resource conservation and environmental responsiveness. By combining the natural drainage system with traditional neighborhood design, the design team was able to capture synergies stemming from traditional, narrow streets and wide landscaped medians and parkways.
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The Currency of Nature
by David Wann
 Humans used to value nature as the greatest and most sacred wealth of all, but now it’s being traded for convenience, comfort, and perceived security. In our current way of seeing the world, the environment is just a collection of problems; we won’t protect it until we correctly see nature as a collection of solutions — a regenerating form of wealth we literally can’t live without.
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Bradburn Village
Westminster, Colorado
 Bradburn Village is a $220 million, 125-acre New Urbanist community located in suburban Westminster, Colorado. Four distinct neighborhoods are an easy walk from a pedestrian-friendly village core — with shops, restaurants, office space, live/work units, and a mix of residences interspersed with parks and community centers, adjacent to a regional open space trail system.
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Catching Hell: The Joe Holt Integration Story
by Heather Killelea McEntarfer
 Joe Holt’s troubles didn’t begin the summer of 1957. But when he thinks back, that’s where he lingers. Late summer, 1957, his cousin tearing down a country road, crying and shouting: Lord have mercy!
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The Teeming Abyss: Weaving Through the Pemón Amazon
by Paul Huebener
 In Santa Elena, Venezuela, there are no stop signs. Despite its location in the country’s southern backwaters, the town of fruit stands and diamond peddlers is a bustling hub, home to nearly 30,000 people.
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Waiting for the Train
by Deirdre Duffy
 The moment we crossed the threshold, I knew something was wrong: it was a crystalline June day, and yet the terminal was full of dour-faced people. At the Amtrak counter, the clerk took our tickets and swiped my credit card, handing everything back without meeting my eyes.
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Kempsville Summer, 1961
by Richard Goodman
 The year was 1961, barely free from the gray, strange 1950s. The job was in Kempsville, Virginia. The place I grew up in was Virginia Beach, in southeastern Virginia, not far from Kempsville in distance, but eons away in everything else.
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Sunset Canto, from River of Traps, with Online Slideshow
Text by William deBuys
Photos by Alex Harris
No car has passed for an hour. No chainsaw has growled. The melt is over, and the river is low and quiet. Not the wind, but silence rolls in from afar. There are near sounds: a blackbird in cattails by the river, swallows mewing on the power line. The sapsucker drums in the elm.
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 Nova
by Liz Warren-Pederson, with audio
It occurred to him, as the world spun around like a carnival ride, that when it stopped he might not get off. This thought had no power over him. He let go of the wheel, and his arms whipped up around his ears of their own volition, jerking like an articulated toy. Then the roof was the floor and he was flopping upside down from the seatbelt. The position was comfortable, and comforting, and he closed his eyes.
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 Coyote
by Werner A. Low
Karl’s heart exploded when his coyote suggestion was accepted. Over the years he must have put thirty ideas into the Innovation Box—which was first a wooden Suggestion Box, and then an electronic Idea Box—and he’d never gotten more than the standard, “Thank you for your contribution” note. So this was big. Really big.
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 Higher Ground
by Darren Akerman
The moon sketched snow-crusted hills and black pines out of the darkness, stars flecked around its thumbprint like the spatter of white paint. The old Ford pickup truck idled beside the barn. Mark inhaled the aroma of November night: cold air tinged with woodsmoke from the chimney, and the crisp woolly smell of his father’s hunting jacket.
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 South of Flag
by Aaron H. Gilbreath
It reminded Curtis of how his youngest son looked when Curtis picked him up from jail for shoplifting the first time. His kid was a derelict, but at least he could handle snow. “I can give you a lift.” Curtis straightened his mesh cap, fished a bandana from his back pocket and wiped his nose. “Tell you what. I’ve got a rig out back. We’ll load your little car up and drive you as far south as we need to to get past the snow.”
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 Devil Take the Hindmost
by Rosalie Morales Kearns
From the ridge on White Mountain it takes an hour to scramble down to where her car’s parked, and then for miles she bounces along the dirt-and-gravel ribbon that’s labeled a “drivable trail” on the State Forest map. “It’s a drill,” she says out loud. But they stopped the drills years ago. Or it’s a mistake. Or something local, a toxic spill on the interstate. Gravel turns into blacktop and she’s on the access road, then Rt. 235, still not another car in sight.
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