In your second gallery, AM Dannis captured spooky images of a Halloween “Hunter’s Moon,” Vin Lawrence withstood a bluebird invasion, and Kelly Stettner admired bright red winter…

Bent down in an apple field searching for a lost earring, I found a different treasure: a stout mouse-like animal, with a short tail and stubby ears. It gave me one quick look, then disappeared…

Rumbles of thunder have grown distant, and the pea-size raindrops that were slamming my face a short time ago have dwindled to a mist. With the rain easing, I notice trickles of water running down the…

This Week in the Woods, the evenings are cold, the morning meadows are frosted with ice. It’s time to get out the winter coats. In bogs, purple pitcher plants are even more eye-catching than…

Celebrate nature every day of the year with the Northern Woodlands perpetual Northeast calendar. It measures 5”/5”, spiral-bound at the top, it can stand like a pup tent on a windowsill or…

We received many submissions to our October gallery, and are therefore (once again) dividing them into two batches. In this first gallery, many of you documented beautiful autumn landscapes, from…

Reader Tammis Coffin snapped this photo of a curved, twisted-topped pod in western Massachusetts. What is it?

Jeanette Fournier spent much of her childhood in the woods around her home in Littleton, New Hampshire, or filling notebooks with drawings and sketches. Throughout a career in the corporate human…

For nearly a decade, I’ve been adding to a brush pile in the woods behind my home. A depository of pruned branches, dead flowers, discarded logs, old leaves, and an occasional Christmas tree,…

This Week in the Woods, we’re experiencing boomerang weather – a spate of warm days after snow. Now that most leaves are down, we’ve been noticing signs of black knot, a common and…

My approach to fish is strictly epicurean. The last fish I caught was unintentional; a smallmouth bass hooked itself while I untangled a line. I’ve never gone fly-fishing. And yet, I love a…

Pine barrens are certainly piney – but they’re not the least bit barren. They were so named not because they lack life, but because colonists found them unsuitable for raising cattle or…

This Week in the Woods, we’ve been noticing bright green knight’s plume moss, growing atop old stumps and other dead wood. It’s an exceptionally pretty feathermoss, with fern-like…

During mating season, between March and May, mature male wild turkeys, also called toms and gobblers (for the loud, gurgling sound they make), strut in an effort to entice nearby hens into mating. The…

Forty minutes before sunrise on a cold April morning, I turn onto a rural road in northwest Rhode Island, get out of my car, and listen for four minutes. I hear distant traffic noise, an early-singing…

It is often a fluke, some twist of fate, that changes history. In the case of Dartmouth’s Second College Grant, it was a timber theft that initiated nearly 200 years of logging activity and led…

A boy went into the woods and came home with his shirt and pants covered with these clingy customers. What are they?

Russ Cohen has been eating wild foods since he was a child. What started as casual family foraging outings developed into a full-fledged obsession in high school. After earning a master’s degree…

A walk in the woods during fall is likely to reveal an array of forest fungi. Ranging from delicate, tan mini-umbrellas to fleshy, white softballs to foot-long, orange-yellow shelves growing out of…

This Week in the Woods, we’ve enjoyed watching flocks of eastern bluebirds on the edge of a meadow, feeding on insects in stands of young aspens. While they’re not as intensely colored as…