As the new Executive Director of the Hunterdon Land Trust, I have been thinking about where we are and in which directions we need to grow. A strong appreciation for the past will help us build a stronger, more resilient community in the future. Recent storm events reaffirmed the importance of the land trust’s work, and I feel blessed to join a truly special community that understands the value of protecting the places we all love. With friends and family near at this time of year, we remember why we need to make a difference close to home. My thoughts and reflections are shared below as we look forward to a wonderful 2013.
It’s time to celebrate another year; remember all that we hold dear.
Reflect on what’s been done and said; say farewell and look ahead…
Will Bull’s Island’s trees be spared the blade? Will public funding for land fade?
Invest so we’ll have no regret; the winds died out but don’t forget
old Sandy girl felled our trees but did not bring us to our knees.
Sharing generators, food, and more, we helped our neighbors feel secure.
Though gas lines grew like Kudzu vines, we may just heed these warning signs.
Hunterdon Land Trust has worked its charms saving forests, fields, and farms.
We’re now 6000 acres strong; preserving land we can’t go wrong
to lessen effects of “super storms” and help us recover to “new norms”.
On the circle at 111 Mine, HLT is now next in line.
Where Case friended Tuccamirgan’s flock and Dvoor sold off his bovine stock,
a farmers’ market sells real food and puts us in a happy mood
as we catch up on each other’s lives and connect with earth, trees, and hives.
We visit neighbors sharing yields plucked fresh from our Hunterdon fields.
Jump on Basil’s Bandwagon, fill stockings from toes to cuffs
with Purely Farms sausages, Bobolink bread, alpaca muffs.
Beyond the food and farms, revel in nature’s bounty;
enjoy the natural treasure troves found throughout the county.
We’re blazing trails to secret falls, restoring historic roofs and walls,
ensuring this feel of home endures; our children’s future it secures.
Join with us and take a stand for friends for family for lives for land!
As snowflakes sprinkle hills and dales, blanketing barns, posts and rails,
bells are jingling and carols sung; we light menorahs and wreaths are hung.
As families gather ‘round the fire, foreign worries seem less dire.
Reports of Washington’s reds and blues seem like old and distant news,
and fiscal cliffs instill less fear when more important things are near.
If we think of community and save what means the most
for years into the future, we can raise a glass and toast
to covered bridges, family farms, Red Roosters, fox, and bear,
stone row walls, fresh air, long trails, the wild Delaware…
to babbling brooks, pick-your-own, and quiet fishing holes…
to all that makes this a home we carry in our souls.