Walking
Walking, for me, is one of the key transformative, deeply ecological practices. Reading and writing about harmonious co-existence with nature feels meaningless without experiencing nature and her rhythms, observing growth and death.
Not owning a car means that some parts of nature are hard to reach. On several occasions I went on field trips with my colleagues by car. We went through industrial estates: forests where all the trees are of the same age. Driving through nature is akin to watching a film, it is a lot less immersive and engaging than walking. We stopped on a few occasions, and those were beautiful.
