Journal 1, Getting to know your site
Journal Entry 1
Time: 4:30 pm
Temperature: 61F
Weather: partly cloudy, breezy
Site: Ravenna Park
The site I chose was nestled in Ravenna Park. A trail backs up beside and only a group of trees separate me from the occasional walker or runner. I can hear their soft footsteps pat down the dirt trail. I can also hear branches of the surrounding, what seem to be pine trees, crack as squirrels run up and down. Various birds chirp in the distance but I am unable to decipher them by their sound alone. One has a very distinct vocal range. It sounds similar to a crow. The area surrounding me is green. Everything looks to be well-nourished although I can see Autumn taking some pigment from the plants. I see this particularly in a nearby fern and the trees that tower above me.
The crow sounding bird continues to chirp, becoming almost aggressive. The sound currently dominates all others. As I breathe in, the air smells very crisp. Unlike the loud chirping that overtakes my ears, there is not one overbearing smell but several that come together. It is a pleasant scent. The air begins to cool as the trees block any last bit of sunlight. Small bits fall from those trees snd scatter on the ground around me. As I move closer to my select location, I sit next to a fern plant. The air around me continues to feel and smell crisp although it seems somewhat fresher. I can smell the earth. I hear the light, soft flow of a river that lies in front of me and I watch as the water maneuvers its way down a stream obstructed by fallen leaves, branches, and scattered rocks. Plants have begun to grow on the rocks.
I can still hear the crow-like bird although the chirps have become more infrequent. I hear several other birds begin to sound to each other. I am, still, unable to identify the type of bird each is based on their sound. I feel the ground around me. The dirt is very moist and the floor is covered in golden pines that have fallen. I am not able to find any insect in the dirt nor am I able to find any stuck to the side of the tree I sit by. I do however notice a cotton-like material hooked to the tree. I am unsure if this is a natural formation or an item placed by a human. It is quieter in this location. I am further from the trail and near nature. As I am getting ready to pack up, I hear and see a squirrel come up next to me. Once it had noticed my presence, it quickly sprinted away and up a tree. This was the first break of peace I have had since arriving.
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