It was the Sunday after Thanksgiving and, once again, I was up early. The sunrise that morning was one of those spectacular events when the sky actually seemed to be the ceiling of a cave that was being lit from below. Joules Verne would have used.
A walk in the winter woods can be a surprisingly interesting activity if you know what to look for. With the leaves off of most of the deciduous trees (except the American beech, which retains many of its dead leaves throughout the winter) there isn’t.
The world of wildlife photography is an interesting one. First, there are the difficulties associated with actually taking the photographs. In the days when I first got started (back at the end of the 20th century) the difficulties were almost beyond.
Winter is on the horizon and I have been making preparations for her arrival. The lawn must be tended to one more time. Wood must be moved, stacked and covered before the snow falls. Leaves must be removed from gutters before they freeze into a.
Regular readers of my column might remember a story that I did back at the end of August that featured a predatory interaction between a mantis and a northern cardinal. Due to limitations of space I was unable to discuss the particular bird that was.