Jared, who is always poking around NY-NJ-CT Botany for interesting places to hike found Raritan Headwaters Association's Burnt Mills Floodplain preserve.
RHA was formerly Upper Raritan Watershed Association and South Branch Watershed Association -- the groups merged and chose a much slicker and shorter by one word name. One day I'll seek out the conservation group with the longest name.
At this point, my own organization's name is in the winner's circle -- Friends of Hopewell Valley Open Space. Six words, FoHVOS for short. Four of those letters are regularly misheard on the phone (F, H, V, & S), leaving only one letter that a good listener might catch when I spell the ending of my email address. "OK, I'll spell that for you: 'F' as in Frank, O, 'H' as in Harry, 'V' as in Victor, O, 'S' as in Sam."
Conservation groups have not caught onto the trend of using very short names in lower case. For profit entities roll with the market. For example, driving along Route 202 in Raritan, one sees a sign that reads "char." While, the restaurant is formally called Char Steakhouse, the sign drops the capital letter 'C' and 'Steakhouse' to achieve "New York-style atmosphere." Tribe of Two Sheiks brand hummus tossed the sheiks and are now 'Tribe.' I'm sure I could name others, but in the interest of time, I'll make a couple business names up: pot (purveyor of fine toilets), house (another Pottery Barn-like box store), and pharm (flowers, cotton swabs, and prescriptions - drive-up).
My husband and I bit our nails and stared at the celandine. I sighed and grabbed a single stem of spicebush, typically a common, clumping shrub. My husband briefly and politely noted my mumblings about deer browse. He pointed out barbed wire and wondered if bluebells survive a history of overpopulated herbivores -- deer and domestic grazers.
The trail disappeared. Our jackets were back in the car. Dinnertime was approaching. We turned back.