The Suffield Observer (https://thesuffieldobserver.com/category/farmingnature/page/11/)
These March evenings I am straining my ears to hear the spring peepers as they call and signal that spring is around the corner. But there is another local frog who often plays second fiddle to the notorious peepers as a harbinger of spring.
Back in the day when we spent all our waking hours roaming the swamps and the neighborhoods, we knew everybody’s mom.
Dapper Wood Duck
Homemade bird treats, a fun and messy activity. Blue Sky, Blue Bird
A Cooper’s Hawk wonders what’s for dinner.
My friends and I went pretty happily through Bridge Street and Spaulding schools where, seated in rows of wooden desks, we learned to read. We started with our letters and moved on to those antiquated Dick and Jane books in reading groups with equally antiquated names such as bluebirds, cardinals and sparrows. My friends and I went pretty happily through Bridge Street and Spaulding schools where, seated in rows of wooden desks, we learned to read. We started with our letters and moved on to those antiquated Dick and Jane books in reading groups with equally antiquated names such as bluebirds, cardinals and sparrows. Our time spent with books was happy and stress free until we arrived in middle school to be introduced to the wonders of speed- reading.
This small bridge on Ratley Road has been graced with lovely flowers each year for the past eight years.
Mother deer and her fawn enjoy eating apples on Bridge Street.
I call it procrastination month as everything I had planned on doing since the migratory birds arrived in April I have put off to November.
