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On The Coast

I went on vacation this past week down to southern Massachusetts, a place that’s really a different world to a guy from Vermont: the land flat or gently rolling towards the sea; the vegetation…

Stewardship Out in the Open at Hidden Valley

Tracy Moskovitz and Bambi Jones just can’t seem to stop buying land. It started innocently enough in 1978, “when Bambi went down to the Post Office and talked to the clerk and she came…

Fox Versus Raccoon

While observing the antics of a litter of red fox kits, I witnessed an encounter between the kits’ mother and a very large raccoon. The vixen started barking incessantly when she saw the…

On the Mosquito Trapline

I’m out hunting an unlikely target: mosquitoes. At each stop along the road, I pull on a bug net and gaiters, wrestle a cylindrical vacuum and battery pack onto my shoulder, and head to my…

The Sixth Extinction: An Unnatural History

In the late 1980s, while in graduate school, I learned of mysterious mass die-offs (and eventual extinctions) of many frog species worldwide – events that played a big role in guiding me to a…

Out on a Limb: What Black Bears Have Taught Me About Intelligence and Intuition

Readers interested in animal behavior are likely familiar with books such as Mind of the Raven, Geese of Beaver Bog, and Of Wolves and Men (the first two by Bernd Heinrich, the last by Barry Holstun…

Bumble Bees of North America: An Identification Guide

Whenever one hears about bees these days, it is almost invariably to the European honey bee, Apis mellifera, that the reference is being made. Indeed, the health of this species is of justifiably…

A Solo Traverse of the White Mountains

My walking up here is a form of yoga practice, I suppose – call it the practice of being perfectly content. I’m descending today, down a steeply sloping ridge on the eastern-most edge of…

Maple’s Other Delicacy

Helicopters. Keys. Whirligigs. Samaras. Whatever you call the winged seeds released by maple trees, here’s one more word for them: delicious. Like many New Englanders, I have fond childhood…

Community Forestry in Guatemala

The view from atop the great Mayan pyramids of Tikal, in Guatemala’s Petén region, reveals something that is increasingly difficult to find in the tropics these days: unbroken natural…

Bee Mimics: Their Buzz is Worse Than Their Sting

A while back I had a few hives of honey bees parked at a beef farm down the road, tucked up against a stone wall just outside a pasture. One day the owner called to say that my bees had invaded a…

On Sawmilling

I’ve been trying to line things up to build a house for a few years now, and am getting nowhere fast. I’ve made some recent progress milling hardwood, though, that I’ll someday turn…

Winged Wonders

Meghan Oliver spotted these winged creatures going in and out of four ground nests clustered near each other. What are they?

Sea Lamprey: Scary Looking, but Good for the River

Most people do not like sea lampreys even though they have never even seen one. The fish have a bad reputation as an invasive species in Lake Champlain. Their appearance is also alarming. These are…

200 Million Years and Counting

An Illustrated Introduction to Some of our Region’s Turtles Turtles are rock stars in the animal world, noteworthy not because they’re pretty, but because they’re weird looking.…

May 2015

Your May photos included spring wildflowers, a dramatic coyote and fawn game camera shot, and iridescent birds in flight. Some of you were out tree planting - on flood plains and city streets- and…

Fawns Hide In Plain Sight

Last May, while out hiking, I came across a young fawn curled up in the ferns only three feet from the Appalachian Trail. My husband and our dog had already walked right by without noticing it. I…

Birds in Focus: Finding Refuge in Reference Birds

Pop quiz: Describe a blue jay. Blue with a crest? Okay, but where exactly is the blue on a blue jay? What’s white on a blue jay? What’s black on a blue jay? And what’s distinctive…

A Puzzling Scene

Ben Haubrich stumbled on this scene while walking in the woods in mid-May; at first he thought it was an oil spill, but a closer look showed it was something else.

No Way to Say What’s in the Heart. Never.

It’s often implied, if it’s not said outright, that nature is a cruel, cold place. We’ve all seen trees wrapped around each other fighting for light; late frosts that leave flower…