Reflections on a Year at Foxfield

This week I am acknowledging the one-year anniversary of my employment with Foxfield Preserve. With each dramatic change of season, I have felt more connected to its beautiful landscape. With each family I have had the privilege to encounter, I am more stirred by the peace and serenity that Foxfield offers those who seek its beautiful prairie meadows and tranquil forest.

As a co-steward to Foxfield Preserve, I have come to understand that we do more than care for the beauty of this natural setting. Within communion with the natural world, our families may experience comfort among its grasses and hillsides, allowing for a moment of solace for their aching hearts.

Foxfield Preserve has invited me to engage differently with the world. With every visit I have made to the Preserve, I have seen life abound. Whether it’s the flap of butterfly wings, a birdsong, a new bloom, or the scurry of a woodland animals, life is ever present at Foxfield. This awareness has inspired me to walk gently while I tend to the landscape.

Foxfield Preserve has also invited me to walk more softly beyond its borders. In my day-to-day life, I have become more appreciative of my friends and family. I am inspired to take a more mindful and contemplative approach to my day, and have become slow to anger and quick to forgive.

By reconnecting with the natural rhythms of life, I have found my own place of belonging within the complex web of existence. By co-stewarding Foxfield Preserve, I am privileged to offer something truly meaningful to others. I am proud to be a part of a growing movement that not only values environmental stewardship but service to its community.

Be well,

A Song of Living

A Song of Living
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.
I have sent up my gladness on wings, to be lost in the blue of the sky.
I have run and leaped with the rain, I have taken the wind to my breast.
My cheeks like a drowsy child to the face of the earth I have pressed.
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.

I have kissed young love on the lips, I have heard his song to the end,
I have struck my hand like a seal in the loyal hand of a friend.
I have known the peace of heaven, the comfort of work done well.
I have longed for death in the darkness and risen alive out of hell.
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.

I gave a share of my soul to the world, when and where my course is run.
I know that another shall finish the task I surely must leave undone.
I know that no flower, nor flint was in vain on the path I trod.
As one looks on a face through a window, through life I have looked on God,
Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.

Amelia Burr


Isn’t that beautiful? My new life goals are to live my life so that this can be read at my graveside and every word will be true!

The Roots of Trees

Beloved one,
We give your body to the
Earth Mother, Sun Father
We give you this body
Of our beloved father
These eyes will never greet
Us again
We will not kiss these lips
Or touch these hands
Or hear his voice speak
Our names
What he has been is gone
What he is now has passed the gate,
Leaving the body
To become soil,
This flesh to nurture flowers
These bones to be the roots of

This adapted poem, which was read at a recent service, felt appropriate to share today. My heart goes out to many who are missing the strong, loving presence of a father in their lives this year.

DIY Casket

When we hold our informational tours and speak with families each month, we usually have someone who will ask about building their own casket. The families that we work with are frequently looking for a simpler alternative, and the notion of handling this themselves is often very appealing.

Our answer is always an enthusiastic ‘Yes!’ We have had wonderful experiences with families who have chosen to build their own caskets. While these containers are usually quite simple, they are always made with great care. Personal touches shine through in details that can provide great comfort to families. 

Previously we have shared plans for a DIY casket that can serve as a bookshelf until such time as it is needed. I love the notion that this piece of furniture can be put to use for years in your home – holding your precious books and keepsakes – until it is called to a new purpose.

Because of my affinity for this idea, I was very excited to hear that a member of our Foxfield family was going to be building his own. Dave Aubuchon and his wife Linda will one day be buried at Foxfield. Though Linda has chosen a shroud burial, Dave’s enthusiasm for woodworking made a wooden casket the natural choice. Dave was very mindful to ensure his casket was eco-friendly – no screws or nails, just nontoxic glue and joinery. He even worked to find a nontoxic stain.

Dave sent along these photos of the beautiful finished product, now in use in their home. It is a lovely example of the options available to our families.


Meet Bethany Ward

Please join us in welcoming Bethany Ward as our new Foxfield Preserve Associate

Bethany’s combination of knowledge and experience make her a valuable addition to the Foxfield Preserve. Bethany has been serving as an interfaith Spiritual Director and End-of-Life Midwife, helping to facilitate for other’s the intersection of conscious living and conscious dying. She is active in the death acceptance movement, inviting others to consider the dying process as an opening to become more present and loving, an occasion for profound healing, and an opportunity for participating fully in life. She is a Northeast Ohio Death Café hostess, member of Threshold Choir (a choral of woman who sing at the bedside of the dying), educator on conscious living and dying, and writer on final passing.

Bethany’s undergraduate work was in Religious Studies and Creative Writing at Hiram College, and she has previously served as a Director of Lifespan Faith Development in a congregational setting for well over a decade. She is honored to be able to further her sense of calling to this work at Foxfield Preserve, where she will be assisting family members in purchasing plots, offering public presentations to community groups, and providing on-site support during interments.

We’re Hiring!

We are currently seeking a part-time Foxfield Preserve Associate to assist the Manager with sales, operations and promotion of the Foxfield Preserve nature preserve cemetery. Selected candidate will offer formal presentations for diverse target markets, meet with individuals, and assist with services. Position is 16-20 hours per week, with mandatory Saturday hours.

Provide comfort and a meaningful farewell to families as they struggle with
the loss of a loved one, while preserving wildlife habitat and providing funding
for nature education and conservation.

View the full job description and requirements on The Wilderness Center’s website. 

Please submit cover letter, resume, and a list of three references with
contact information to:

The Wilderness Center, Inc.
attn: Foxfield Preserve Manager
P.O. Box 202
Wilmot, OH 44689-0202

Or send application material via email to:

What’s on the Menu?

As we said in our last blog post, Causing a Stink, we recognize that there are a handful of questions that seem to come up regularly when we talk about natural burial. These questions can be a bit difficult to discuss, and hard for people to even bring up. To make it easier for everyone, we’ve been preparing a series of blogs to address these questions, in hopes that by openly addressing these concerns we can all eliminate some of our fears and anxieties surrounding death. So, as promised, we’re going to address concerns about animals disturbing remains at natural/green burial sites.

Through our research, there just isn’t any evidence that such a thing has occurred at any natural cemetery out there! In a recent poll of green cemeteries, 100% of respondents said that they had never experienced any animal disturbances, even in areas where there are large mammals like bears!

In fact, we were only able to find two verifiable examples of animals exhuming and ‘eating’ human remains in any cemetery of any sort anywhere in the world!  (A brief recounting of those two events follows, so if you’re at all squeamish please skip the paragraphs in italics.)

The first was back in 2010 in the arctic circle of Northern Russia. The local brown bears’ traditional food – berries, fungi and the occasional frog – had disappeared after a scorching summer and severe drought.  We found a number of sensational references in the world press to the event – “Hungry Russian Bears Feasting on Human Remains” etc. – but upon further research the evidence showed that it was only a single large, emaciated male bear seen digging up a grave.

The second instance was reported in 2016 from a neglected cemetery in Argentina. In this instance the above ground tombs were so poorly maintained that many had started to fall apart and local feral dogs were helping themselves to the exposed human remains.

Any desecration of a burial site is a terrible thing and can cause untold distress to the bereaved. While these two examples (neither of which is in the United States and neither of which has anything to do with natural burial grounds) are shocking and must have been traumatic for the families of the deceased, they do serve as salutary and humbling reminders of the fact that human beings are a part of nature, not separate from it.

It is also worth remembering that in some societies being eaten by wildlife is the goal. For instance, in so-called ‘sky burials’ bodies are left in sacred places to be picked clean by vultures, who, it is believed, transport the dead to Heaven. Most of us though are far more comfortable with the idea of the nutrients in our remains being more discretely recycled through burial in the earth.

Another point that has to be considered is that, with the number of vehicles traveling our extensive roadway system, scavengers in this part of the world have a tremendous buffet of roadkill options available to them – all available on a nice plate of asphalt! So, put bluntly, it’s just not worth the effort and energy for animals to dig up a gravesite to eat the remains. There are far easier pickings out there!


Causing a Stink

I’ve dealt with a lot of human remains in my career, but they have mostly been old… often very old, and largely skeletal. Studying anatomy with medical students along with old bones and mummies at University I have been exposed to some of the science of the recently deceased, but since I started working at Foxfield in August I’ve learned a lot more about the processes that occur after we depart this mortal coil.

Here at Foxfield an important priority is to make sure we can answer your questions using the most up-to-date research possible, as our science lead that’s part of my responsibility here, and one I take very seriously.

One of the questions we get asked – and one that many people struggle to find the words to ask – is ‘what about the smell’? So if you’ve ever wanted to know but didn’t want to ask here goes:

Decomposition is a complex process, exactly what happens and how fast is affected by a wide number of things, for instance heat, soil type and moisture can dramatically alter the rate of at which a buried body returns to the earth.

A huge range of volatile organic compounds (over 400), are produced during the process of decomposition. Organic compounds are chemicals are present in all living things. Those that can easily become vapors or gases are known as volatile compounds, and contain many different chemical elements including things like chlorine and sulfur.  Different combinations of these make up different smells and will react differently with their environment.

Since decay starts almost immediately after death the truth is that when we pass away we will all smell to some degree or other – even embalming or freezing only slows the process down.  But this very process is what gives the compounds locked up in our bodies back to the earth so that they can be used to support new life.

Many people worry that if they are buried without embalming, perhaps with a shroud rather than a casket or without a giant concrete grave liner then their burial site will smell. However, research undertaken to aid in forensic investigations and by environmental scientists working to ensure clean air and water have shown that soil – that often disregarded and literally trodden underfoot substance – is an excellent filter.

In fact, a smell ‘barrier’ of 18 inches of soil is more than enough to stop any nasty scents from escaping while you make your deposit into the earth bank. Humans have a notoriously poor sense of smell in comparison with other mammals. For instance, that humble companion dog that many share their lives with have a sense of smell that is about 40 times greater than ours – we have just six million odor receptors in our noses while they have a highly impressive 300 million.

That brings us to another question I’ll be blogging about another time … won’t animals dig me up?

The Beauty of a Swallowtail

Eastern Tiger Swallowtail resting on Joe Pye Weed

Eastern Tiger Swallowtail resting on Joe Pye Weed

Last week I had a very nice stroll through the Preserve with two friends who were both interested in learning a little more about green burial. I enjoyed chatting with them and answering their questions about natural burial and Foxfield. It was a lovely day (although HOT!).

Following the meeting I received an email from one of the women, Mary Benton, thanking me for my time. Attached was a beautiful photo of an Eastern Tiger Swallowtail resting on Joe Pye Weed. She said “I’m sure you’ve seen the beauty (of the Preserve) many times over – but we can never see too much of it, can we?”

It was the perfect message – a reminder to soak in and savor the beauty around me each day. The reality is that it would be so easy to become so engrossed in daily activities that I miss the small moments around me. Even though I’m constantly surrounded by the reality of how precious each moment can be, I still need reminders like this to pull back from mundane concerns and soak in these oh-so-fleeting glimpses of breathtaking beauty.

Let this also be your reminder – we are surrounded by magnificence each and everyday. Revel in it. Feel your part and place in it, with a grateful and humble heart.

Thank you, Mary, for the beautiful photo. I agree, I will never be able to see too much.


Welcome Rhiannon

Awareness of the natural burial alternative continues to increase in our community, as has interest in the Foxfield Preserve. To meet growing demands for our services and continue our efforts as a leader in the green burial movement, we are happy to announce an addition to our staff!
Rhiannon Harte-Chance will be assisting family members in purchasing plots, offering public presentations to community groups and providing ecological research moving forward. Her first duty with us, however, was to introduce herself to our community here.

I was born to a military family in the U.K. and grew up in what was the era of ‘flower power’.  My Dad was a keen amateur entomologist and had a huge reference collection from British India where he spent his childhood. My maternal Grandfather on the other hand was a keen historian and took me on walks around the many pre-historic sites to be found near his home.  So I suppose you might say that my fate was inevitable!

I certainly enjoyed playing in the mud and collecting bugs and fossils when I was a little girl, and was once caught gleefully collecting dirty rocks and owl droppings in a tuck in my dress, telling a startled neighbor ‘it’s alright, Mummy can wash it’!

At school I volunteered on my first proper archaeological ‘dig’ and learned that it’s definitely not a career for those looking for the high-life!  After college I followed a family tradition and went into a career in the military, but continued my interest in the natural world and archaeology through clubs and volunteer groups.

While serving with NATO in Germany I was involved in the excavation of a mass-burial that was discovered in the woods not far from the site of Bergen-Belsen concentration camp; a salutary experience but one I feel privileged to have been involved with.

After returning to university to study for a post-graduate qualification and then a PhD I worked for a variety of different organizations undertaking research or managing multi-disciplinary projects. I was happiest when working at the interface between my two loves and studying the effects of humans on past environments; and soon started to extend my interest through volunteering with organizations like Earthwatch and collaborating with colleagues in UNESCO.

I’m really excited to be able to extend that passion into the present through my work at Foxfield Preserve, where I hope my expertise and experiences can be used to help people maximize their return to the natural cycle, joining all of those past generations.


Please join us in extending a warm welcome to Rhiannon as she becomes a part of the Foxfield Preserve family.