| April 2018
I’ll come clean that I spend a lot of time fantasizing when I am in the woods. But, rest assured these fantasies are mostly g-rated and they go back in time to the days of the Bering land bridge between Asia and North America and lots of cool animals sauntered over to our neck of the woods.
| March 2018
By this time of year, birders around town have had plenty of time to amp up their feeding stations.
| February 2018
Over the past few weeks, when I have been traipsing around in the dark, I have heard great horned owls calling.
| December 2017
The other day I was in the center of West Suffield, believe it or not, getting ready to go to church when I caught sight of a boxelder bug making his way up the column in the sunshine.
| November 2017
This fall, I have seen lots of mushrooms and been tempted around every corner, but leave the gathering of them to the experts.
| October 2017
This time of year our beloved sugar maples are getting all the attention.
| September 2017
The other day on the bike path in town, I caught a glimpse of one of those prehistoric looking snapping turtles passing his day in the murky, algae-covered water.
| July 2017
The other day, our flock of hens was out eating my hosta and pecking around the yard as they like to do.
| June 2017
Our back yard wasn’t much to look at growing up. I attribute that to being raised with a whole bunch of brothers which necessitated a state of constant upheaval out our back stoop.
| May 2017
Libby grew up in Windsor, the youngest of five children. She had an idyllic childhood scouring the woods for hours, building snow forts, catching minnows and returning home before dark.