Late September, 2026 Update

Photograph: Julia Barstow / Graphic Design: Linda Provost

The performances on Saturday the 19th, in Bradford went extremely well, a testament to the skill of this ensemble who adapt quickly to whatever shifts and changes they encounter. They had last been in this site at the dress rehearsal in July.

Sadly, we had to cancel Sunday's performances due to the forecast of rain. Once I was certain of the forecast, I found people from the Sunday list who could thankfully pivot and attend Saturday. 

Now we move into the last weekend of forest and are excited to end this long journey on a positive weather note, performing to a full house.

We have decided to expand slightly (10 more), the size of the audience in order to accommodate those who were rained out and the 30 people on the wait list. For those of you on the wait list, go to this site to purchase a ticket for the show you want. We are limiting the additional audience members to 10, so those spaces will go fast.

We also ask those who already have tickets to please notify us 24 hours ahead if you cannot use your tickets. On almost all the shows, there have been ticket holders who have not shown up or notified us. Please be considerate and alert us and we will find someone on the wait list who can take your spot.

We have elegant notecards for sale - 16 different images from Julia Barstow's selection of photographs of forest, so bring some cash:  One card = $3, five cards for $10. 

As I mentioned in my last 2 newsletters, we start each show on time. So as not to miss the beginning of either the 11am or 2:30pm performance, please get to the site, park your car and sign the waivers no later than 5 minutes before the start time.  The “gate” is open half an hour before showtime.

Print out the directions on your ticket to augment your gps so you don't get lost. Also, read through Know Before You Go and What to Bring on the website to refresh your memory and be prepared. 

I end with the poem Lost by David Wagoner. 

Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Ravel.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.

Hannah

Below is a photograph sent by a friend, of a marvelous woodland stream in Ireland. Looks a lot like the forests and streams in New Hampshire.