When we have paved over the woods and fields, when chemically-addicted suburban lawns stretch in unbroken continuity from sea to sea, when ATVs and snowmobiles have invaded the last vestiges of wildness, there will still be ditches. Down at the back of the subdivision, at the side of the road, behind the mall. Places where a curious, outdoorsy kid might discover her inner savage — in the best messing-about, budding-naturalist sense of that word.

@ Science Musings (via)

A chasmous muddy ditch at the edge of my childhood yard is the greatest playground I ever had.

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