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When you’re a producer writing about maple sugaring, you have to be careful not to fall into public relations prose. Probably the easiest place to do this is when discussing taste, as in “the syrup was great tasting,” a line you’ll find in Day 7’s entry of this very blog. I might have been more specific and said the syrup… (more)
February 13 – Day 1
It’s hard to decide when the first official day of sugaring season is. Maybe it’s in November, when you walk your sugarwoods and inventory the line damage, cut the fallen limbs off your infrastructure, pull your low-hanging laterals up to keep them out of deep snow. Maybe it’s January 1, when the mind puts the… (more)
There’s not much I’d rather do during my treasured weekend hours than make my way through some stretch of woods, just to see what I can see. In the green and humid glory of a New England summer day, a walk through the forest can be a balancing act: trying to keep my eyes upward to the tree branches for… (more)
Move your hand to your groin area and trace your inner thigh to where your leg becomes torso. You’ll feel a cord-like muscle there that seems to attach your upper and lower regions together. Online medical texts were more baffling than helpful in determining the specific name of this body part, but ask any ice fisherman and they’ll know it… (more)
“Government” is a dirty word these days. As the election cycle ramps up, so does the anti-government rhetoric from the Republican candidates for President. Not to be outdone, President Obama’s re-election strategy seems to be to run against congress. The message from both sides is that things in Washington are shortsighted, corrupt, petty, and hopelessly divided, and so it’s not… (more)
I have a friend who’s in the process of trying to buy a woodstove, and like many of us in this down economy, money’s an issue. The new stoves that sit gleaming on the showroom floors are beautiful. But three grand for a woodstove is out of the question.
She’s asked me for advice on what used stove to buy,… (more)
Most people, myself included, make sense of the world by looking at what’s right in front of their face. We know our own lives, after all. And we know our little slice of the world. I can tell you, with absolute authority, about the forest health on my little woodlot in southern Vermont. I can tell you where the Christmas… (more)
Last night a friend from the next town over asked me whether I’d noticed an abundance of oak seedlings this fall. “Noticed?” Hell, I’ve been going nuts trying to figure out how oak seedlings could suddenly be popping up in droves where they never had been before. And so I was relieved to learn that I’m not the only puzzled… (more)
We opened camp this year on Friday in the midst of a snow squall, though it took less than 24 hours for the weather to devolve into what has passed, in recent years, as the same ol’, same ol’ opening weekend weather. Hot. Windy. Sunny. Weather that goes with deer hunting like a family vacation goes with tropical rain.… (more)
When we think about human overpopulation – the ticker hit 7,000,000,000 this past week – we might think globally first: to ship breakers in Bangladesh, or the slums outside Sao Paulo. Domestically, our thoughts go to urban centers – Times Square at midday, or an aerial shot of a New Jersey suburb. But rural areas are dealing with human population… (more)