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Growing up, the tree farm that my family managed for timber and maple syrup production had a Christmas tree component – 10,000 little seedlings, mostly white spruce, balsam fir, and…

NPR produced a nice piece recently on New England cottontail restoration efforts in Cape Cod, Massachusetts. You can listen and/or read a transcript here. For those not familiar with this…

Hi all, So things are good up in the mountains. Whereas my opening week last year was colored by an Ahab-like obsession on a 140-class buck, this year has been more peaceful and easy-going,…

Most jobs involve deadlines – periods of high stress interspersed with moments of relative calm. But since an editor’s job involves assembling words and pictures to produce a kind of…

My birddog, Woody, figured it all out last night. He’s a 6-year-old English cocker, bred to find and flush birds. Unfortunately, I just haven’t hunted with him enough in the last few years…

As we age, we get smarter but we feel dumber, one of those human condition quirks that poets are always pondering. Country singers from Kenny Rodgers on up have lamented the ignorance of youth…

The open road – the notion of high adventure just over the county line – holds a special place in the American imagination. Media types are especially drawn to the idea, as we’re…

My friend Kris and I met in Mrs. Kevorkian’s kindergarten class, which means I’ve been a bad influence on him for almost thirty years now. When I suffer from panic attacks brought on by…

If you haven’t already received your autumn issue of Northern Woodlands you should get it any day now. When friends ask me how I think the issue turned out, I tell them that I don’t know…

At this time of year, honeybees fly in and out of their hive in such numbers that on a sunny day there’s danger of a log jam at the entrance, as some bees scramble to get out to forage and…