"There are two spiritual dangers in not owning a farm. One is the danger of supposing that breakfast comes from the grocery and the other that heat comes from the furnace."
It has been 45 years since I was assigned Aldo Leopold's environmental classic, "A Sand County Almanac", written about natural observations across the seasons on his northern Wisconsin Farm, in my first Plant Biology class at Western Michigan University. My professor also assigned the Edward Abbey classic, "A Desert Solitaire." Needless to say, these two books planted emotional seeds that resulted in an unending need for and appreciation of wilderness (in addition to being raised by a father who was a lifelong hunter and fisherman). My first infatuation with photography came the same year when viewing a student exhibit in Sangren Hall at WMU, featuring black and white work by art majors. Small events can have life altering impacts. If I were to have the chance to do it over again, I would have stuck with my biology major and ended up either teaching or in employment with the forest service. To be fair, that switch to a psychology major after a bad experience with my second chemistry course, provided the foundation for two masters degrees and a successful career in behavioral health.