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A Connecticut Quilt

Irregular Shelterwoods in a Rejuvenating Oak-Hickory Forest Looking downslope from the perimeter of a recent irregular shelterwood cut in Connecticut’s Yale-Myers Forest on a mid-July…

Bringing Back Wild Trout

Will Restoration Efforts Change Recreational Fishing? In his extensive profile, Brook Trout: A Thorough Look at North America’s Great Native Trout – Its History, Biology, and…

At Chapman Brook

Rain falls on a forested hillside in the mountains of western Maine, 2,000 feet above sea level. Water collects in the narrow valley surrounded by a forest of pine, hemlock, oak, beech, and…

Underwater Photography: Life in Vernal Pools

Vernal pools, ephemeral wetlands that come to life in early spring with wood frogs, spring peepers, fairy shrimp, and a variety of salamanders, are celebrated by ecologists and woodland…

Finding Gibbs Swamp

“Don’t even try it,” my friend said, chuckling and shaking his head slowly. “That’s Gibbs Swamp. People have lost horses in there.” It had been a year since…

Monitoring an Island of Water in a Sea of Forest

They may look like large puddles, but vernal pools teem with life. Among the most dynamic wetlands to explore in the spring woods, they provide critical breeding habitat for wood frogs,…

The Battery-Powered Chainsaw: Toy or Tool?

A decade or so ago I had the opportunity to try out some of the early battery-powered electric chainsaws. I wasn’t impressed. They were heavy, underpowered, and had a pitifully short…

Cameron Davis

Depictions of the natural world have existed since prehistoric time. Whether created to record the cyclical rhythm of the year, to express religious devotion, or to document scientific…

Tracing the Track

A twisting tunnel chewed through dead grass, a line of bounding paw prints in mud, a translucent snakeskin on a sunny rock. Those creatures that have passed this way before me stitch their…

Red-necked False Blister Beetles

Each spring, as melting snow liberates the forest floor, I seek out wildflowers. I flip through Newcomb’s Wildflower Guide, counting petals and leaves to tell hepaticas apart and to sort…