Many thanks to Robert Frost for the title line on this post; his words just seemed to fit the picture.This is how the “woods” of the Plainville, Massachusetts' Conversation Area appeared in the cold morning hours of December, 2007. Thankfully, the town fathers had the foresight to preserve a large track of hardwood forest for the enjoyment of future generations.
Countless weekends were spent hiking and camping in these woods as a member of the local Boy Scout troop. Little did I realize at the time that these childhood adventures would lead me to my future career as a forester.
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