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“In so many places, we are so busy playing at being stewards of the Earth, deciding who gets to live and who gets to die. Once we have left our mark on an ecosystem, we show no hesitation in throwing open the hood again later to fiddle with its workings. We run the Earth as if it were one giant botanical garden to tend; passing judgment on species, playing God. I”
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
“Time is, after all, the great healer. The question is: How long does it need?. Then, How long have we got'. It may not be long”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“Knowledge deepens appreciation.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“This is a corrupted world, yes - one long fallen from a state of grace - but it is a world too that knows how to live. It has a great capacity for repair, for recovery, for forgiveness - of a sort - if we can only learn to do it so.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“Again—this latency of life. It drifts around us all the time, invisible, like an ether. It’s in the air we breathe, the water we drink. Savor it: each breath, each sip, is thick with potential. In this cup of nothing is the germ of everything.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
“The neuroscientist David Eagleman once proposed that we have three deaths: the first at the point at which the body ceases to function, the second upon burial, and the third being “that moment, sometime in the future, when your name is spoken for the last time.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
“It is much harder to recognise the value of lead when it sits so pale against the flash of silver or gold.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“And so for a hundred years a forest grew up across the land, tall and dark and impenetrable, whose undergrowth curled and snarled into a thicket of bramble and black thorn. This was a forbidden forest, a tangled briarwood that protected not sleeping princesses in their castles, but the horrors of war that still lay dormant under a thin skin of earth.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“Human industry has changed, and is continuing to change the world. Even if we were all to be wiped out tomorrow—factories falling silent; generators shuddering to a halt; cargo ships drifting and colliding, sinking to the seabed, sending sediments billowing—we have set in motion evolutionary forces that will continue to act upon the genetic makeup of almost every other species alive on this Earth. They shape-shift and metamorphose, transmute and adapt, in ways that we cannot anticipate and certainly cannot control. They want to live, if they can.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
“Over the space of a half-century, these once-bare wastelands had somehow, magically, shivered into life.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“After a certain amount of time, feral animals become wild beasts, no matter their domesticated past. By then they will be evolutionary works of art all their own.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
“What draws my attention, however, is not the afterglow of pristine nature as it disappears over the horizon, but the narrow band of brightening sky that might indicate a fresh dawn of a new wild as, across the world, ever more land falls into abandonment.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“The Arcadian dreamscape celebrated by the colonial pioneers was, in fact, a post-apocalyptic one.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“Faith, in the end, is what environmentalism boils down to.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“Damloup--where offering lie in tribute to the spirits of the ancestors, whose buildings' spectral forms seem to shimmer between the columns of trees, and--the sharp edges of the stones are dressed in felted green, and the water troughs made planters of their own accord. Where the scarlet berries burn like embers under lacquered leaves, and pale butterflied somersault through the shafting light.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“among them the exquisite brown shield-moss, whose thin tendrils loft targes to the sky like an army in miniature.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“Supervolcanoes pose true existential threats: when Indonesia’s Toba erupted 74,000 years ago, it is believed by some to have caused a volcanic winter of such ferocity that humans were almost entirely wiped out – the entire global population falling to between only three and ten thousand individuals.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“remind myself: if one goes in search of nature in its wildest forms, you shouldn’t expect it will be pleased to see you.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
“The road lifts and falls, on and off ramps rise and twist to meet it mid-air; smooth, sculptural ribbons of road plaiting briefly together then peeling away.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“The fear is this: a surge of foreign invaders into an isolated ecosystem will disrupt food chains, alter soil chemistry, upset bacterial communities and mycorrhizal networks beneath the ground, outcompete slower-moving natives, carry in diseases.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
“This is Amani, high in the Usambara Mountains of Tanzania, but I could be anywhere at all. This abandoned botanical garden offers a cautionary tale of the dangers of transporting species around the world. But Amani may too show us a glimpse of something else: of the surprising ability of species to rub along with one another, even if they ought never to have met. Their success in finding novel ways of coexisting offers us hope that in Amani, and in so many other sites around the world, ecosystems may be more flexible than we have assumed.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
“Inhabitants of sites of mass abandonment, most notably in the city of Detroit, have come to characterise the aestheticising of their predicament – the presentation of its photogenic results without social context – as a form of voyeurism, even ‘ruin porn’.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“My feet sink into the soft gravel of war, the precipitate of man’s self-annihilating impulse. A circle of barren ground left like a fingerprint at a crime scene, evidence of a war unprecedented in its scale and destruction, in its reckless devastation.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“Further back, cooling ponds strewn with rusted pipes were busy with teals and moorhens. An old concrete streetlight stood incongruously in the woods beyond: some ravaged Narnia. Jays catcalled overhead.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“For many months after a death, the cattle will visit and revisit the bodies of their fallen—the way elephants are said to do in the African savannah. They sniff them, touch them. As months pass and the flesh slips away and the skeletons are laid bare, they will unintentionally step upon them and break them apart. In this way, over time, the bones will be ground down and returned to the earth. An ancient ritual of the cattle that otherwise we might never see.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
“The new forest that invades the city rumples the road, pushing its roots under the asphalt like limbs beneath a bedspread.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“But the unplanned nature preserves that have formed up in the buffer zones have come to serve as a focus for bilateral cooperation after hostilities are over.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“An organic process, ruination: these artificial structures are just as vulnerable to decay as we are – they need constant attention, maintenance, occupation. Our presence is their beating heart.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“Ahead, the dry hills of the opposite coast rise, arid and sculptural, as a ribbon along the horizon, all that separates vast prismatic sky from looking-glass sea.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Life in the Post-Human Landscape
“All that the Earth may need to soak up enormous, climate-altering quantities of carbon is to be left alone.”
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape
― Islands of Abandonment: Nature Rebounding in the Post-Human Landscape





