Farming/Nature
Small, But Mighty
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It’s time to say goodbye to our smallest migratory bird, the ruby throated hummingbird, as they set off for their winter feeding grounds in the tropics.
Farming/Nature
Wildlife Processions March On
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Back when our kids were still in our clutches, any road trip usually was centered around wildlife. We’d head off in search of birds with more spectacular plumage, reptiles not found in our back forty and mammals more elusive than the grey squirrels.
Farming/Nature
Monarch Migration
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My Samsonite suitcase is still stashed under the guest room bed as it has been since the days in March when we were told in no uncertain terms to stay home.
Farming/Nature
Cedar Waxwings Disregard Social Distancing
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As spring morphed into summer, I continued feeding the birds long past my usual time. Let’s face it, it had been an endless stretch on house arrest, and I was hanging on to the birds as a way to elevate my spirits.
Farming/Nature
Horton and Forest Park Zoo
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Memorization and recitation were kind of a thing back in the day. I recall having committed The Gettysburg Address to memory and The Lion and Albert, among other things.
Farming/Nature
The Wildest of Flowers
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There are many things in nature that are fleeting: the monosyllabic call of the woodcock, the chorus of spring peepers, the big travel night for amphibians, shooting stars, fields bursting with fireflies, fluffy dandelions heads, and, of course, spring wildflowers.
Farming/Nature
Earth Day – the Best Day of the Year
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Back in the summer when I was 18, my parents were really cramping my style. I couldn’t wait to cut the apron strings and head off to college.
Farming/Nature
Legacy Trees and their Storied Existence
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When we were growing up, my best friend and I liked to channel our inner primate by heading for the trees. We’d spend lazy afternoons climbing towering white pines with all their branches about to give way.
Farming/Nature
Winter Blues
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These wintry days I am dreaming of the ocean. Days with my feet in the sand listening to the lapping of waves and casting my eyes on that big expanse of ocean until it merges with the sky.
Farming/Nature
Keeping Warm in Winter
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Some people just know how to beat the cold. My friend in high school was one of them.