Nature and Nurture

As a kid, my mom always stressed the importance of being outside. “No more TV girls, bike down to Artemesia!” she used to say wrestling the remote from either my hands or my sisters. We would protest for a few minutes, but we’d always go downstairs, grab our bikes, and do exactly that – bike to Lake Artemesia. Although we often would complain before we went, we’d always come back with a great story about how we saw the coolest bird or found a secret hiding spot in the surrounding woods. Some of my best childhood memories come from our exploration of Lake Artemesia and looking back I am so thankful my mother encouraged us to take advantage of this beautiful park only a few minutes from our home.

Mary Bozzelli