Making the World More Beautiful

After reading the inspiring children’s story of Miss Rumphius by Barbara Clooeny, a group of 3rd graders at Enderly Heights ES made their list.Their plan is to host a pop-up outdoor art show to bring happiness to their classmates during this challenging time. In that spirit, we thought these images might bring you happiness too.

Make New Boxerwood Friends (the Feathered Kind)

Been wondering about our bird friends but not sure how to get acquainted? Starting in November the Rockbridge Bird Club members will lead Bird Walks for Beginning Birders. The Club has a plan in place to promote covid-safe venturing, and Boxerwood is site for the first bird-friendly trek on Saturday, Nov. 14 at 9 am.

A Little Hope Goes A Long Way

Remember our Boxerwood Summer Stories Series? We’re happy to report four of those stories have been picked up by the Blue Sky Funders Forum, a national collaborative that advocates for greater investment in outdoor learning. This means that what we have shared from the heart Boxerwood is now lighting other hearts coast to coast.

Family Photo Op at Boxerwood

Fall is here in all its glory, and that means it’s time to start thinking about holiday greetings and gifts. This year you can have great family photos taken, get full-service printing on holiday cards, gift photos, or albums, and support Boxerwood all at the same time!

COREworks Environmental Fellow

It’s true. In midst of a pandemic we’re working on an exciting new initiative and have a new colleague. Still in its planning stages, this project is called COREworks. As envisioned, COREworks is an educational program that promotes community learning and conservation action through a unique mechanism: a locally-operated carbon offset marketplace.

Letter from the Executive Director

When I was a child, one of my brothers and I found a baby flying squirrel in our basement. In awe, we nursed it back to health – eye dropper nourishment day and night – and in his smallness we christened him “Little Bit.” Little Bit was soon scampering from knee to knee, or shoulder to shoulder, when our family of seven gathered for dinner. We each felt supremely privileged, even my typically dispassionate father, when Little Bit would pause longer than usual on our shoulders or knees.