Wood frogs are quacking in vernal pools. They migrated from their solitary homes in the woods on Thursday night when it rained and the temperature was above 41 degrees. My friends helped 46 wood frogs across the road on the Big Night of the crossing. They said passing cars squashed 23 frogs at their spot.Read more about Wood Frogs are Quacking[…]
This day had a difficult birth. Rain pelting. Wind blowing. Now that the sun has risen behind gray clouds, the rain has calmed, although tree branches still dance in the wind. Blue sky peeps through fast-moving clouds. All is in flux. This breath. This movement of the eyes. These hands. Nothing is fixed.
This new year begins with rain and relatively warm temperatures–38 degrees this morning. It feels like March–gray and slightly foggy from the melting snow. It feels like the sap should be running in the trees, but it’s 2 months too early. The forecast is for more of the same. The good thing is no ice.Read more about No Control[…]
Four weeks ago, i discovered 11 turkey eggs in a nearby nest. I’ve been keeping an eye on the motionless hen ever since. Then, on a chilly, rainy day, i saw the eggshells, but no turkeys. The next day, i went to the nest and saw the empty eggshells. Two days later, a lone henRead more about Empty Eggshells[…]
Finally, here at the end of the month, April showers are raining down. We are in a 2-year drought here in New England, so it’s wonderful to watch the grass grow greener by the hour. All the flowers are taking showers. Leaves on trees unfurl. The water element prevails today–a welcome respite after weeks ofRead more about April Showers[…]