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Dave
Oct 11, 2016

In general, Sue, it’s just a bad idea to feed wild animals. It makes them dependent, vulnerable, can make them sick. A better way to help the turkeys out is to manage the forest and fields in a way that supports them. There are a lot of resources out there where you can learn more about turkey habitat requirements. You might start with the State of Vermont’s “Wildlife Habitat Management for Lands in Vermont.”

From "Wild Turkeys" »

Frank
Oct 11, 2016

I have morning doves on my patio it’s October should I stop feeding them so that they can fly south?

From "The Secret Life of the Mourning Dove" »

Kelley Bradley
Oct 10, 2016

Debra Kearney, it may be a Luna moth caterpillar. I see light green ones. (?)

From "Transformations: Which Caterpillar Becomes Which Butterfly?" »

Sue
Oct 10, 2016

Can you feed turkeys in the winter by spreading scratches on the ground where they may be around?  Feel really sorry for them in the winter.

From "Wild Turkeys" »

mukonyezi nebert
Oct 04, 2016

True that sap wood can be distinguished from heart wood by its lighter color, but at what age of the tree does sap wood start converting into heart wood?

From "What Is the Difference Between Sapwood and Heartwood?" »

Bendrix
Oct 03, 2016

Understanding carbon creation and storage is still a science in infancy, as this study helps to show.  The consequences of radical fuel plans are easy to understand (wind turbines and bird mortality for example), but real understanding of the current apparent warming of the earth is yet elusive.  We should be cautious putting limitations on energy use, as at its hear, carbon generation directly correlates with a higher standard of living.  Something people will need a very good and clear reason to forego.

From "Leaf Litter Stunner" »

Chas Salmon
Oct 01, 2016

Dave- Your writings speak to the soul of life on the land truly lived. I wish we were neighbors.

Chas Salmon
Raven Ridge Farm
Enosburg, Vt.

From "Fall Canning" »

Brian Blaine
Sep 30, 2016

You have answered a question I’ve had for some time, “What is that bird I hear in the fall but never can seem to see?”  The second I read this article I had my answer!  Thank you.

From "Fall Peepers" »

F.A. Hutchison
Sep 29, 2016

I´ve long known the American way of burying and funerals is all about an industry to make money for them and for the church.

I´d like to `shed the body´ out there somewhere with an acorn in my navel. Thus, hoping to start and grow a mighty oak!

From "Home Burial - Back to the Land, Six Feet Under" »

Steven Walker
Sep 25, 2016

I have been seeing an opossum/possum out on lawn under apple tree after dark. I was unaware they came this far north.

From "Opossums Find Cold Comfort in New England’s Winters" »

Michael Norris
Sep 24, 2016

Thanks for mentioning the menthol smell of the black spruce, I was perplexed as to what tree I had been looking at.

From "Spruce Up Your ID Skills" »

Bill
Sep 23, 2016

As a hiking trail maintainer in the New Hampshire mountains, hobblebush is the bane of our work.  On neglected trails in the deep forest woods, it grows unrestriced in and around trails previously cleared.  We spent an entire day clearing 1.5 miles of hobblebush.  The trunks we large, as much as one inch, and the plants were tall, about 8 feet.  We learned a lot about how to quickly rremove hundreds of them, though the reader of this article will want to do the opposite.  They are strong.  Once mature, they resist puliing, cutting, and quickly can right themselves even after being stepped on.  We have so many hobblebush on the trail that hikers complain it is difficult to find the trail.  Rightly so.

From "Hobblebush, Viburnum lantanoides" »

Joseph Poirier
Sep 21, 2016

Fantastic article. Thank you for publishing.

From "Voles and Moose, Fungi and Spruce" »

Ruby Dee Hammett
Sep 17, 2016

I did not know any of the combinations and its such a blessing. I am afraid of creepy crawling things. But I saw the small green tiger swallow-tailed caterpillar and took pics of it and was so excited to find it was going to be a butterfly and was no longer afraid. In fact it is quite cute and looks more like a fish with big yellow eye. Thank you so much for sharing your gift. Enjoy your blessings.

From "Transformations: Which Caterpillar Becomes Which Butterfly?" »

Eileen Ferrer
Sep 17, 2016

Being from Jersey I can put your doubts to rest and confirm the Jersey Devils are in fact named for a real creature that lives in the Pine Barrens.  He may also occasionally be seen at the Great Swamp.  Any real Jerean can attest the Jersey Devil is alive and well and busy haunting our natural areas!

From "Nature Deficit Disorder! Statistical Analysis! Team Names!" »

Dave
Sep 16, 2016

I’d let it be, Jeannene. It could still have decades of life left in it.

From "Their Goal: Saving the Butternut Tree" »

Jeannene
Sep 15, 2016

Just noticed my 18 year old has Canker,  what should I do?  Let grow, cut down? If I cut down should I harvest nuts, let critters have?

From "Their Goal: Saving the Butternut Tree" »

Suzanne Monza
Sep 13, 2016

I have a solitary male turkey who thinks that my mirror glass at my foyer is maybe another turkey he keeps picking at it incessantly. The last one was very aggressive. He was looking for his flock or something. This one is younger more docile and clucks softly when I talk to it and he’s not aggressive. Aside from barricading the doors with my wicker furniture I don’t know what to do about this problem.

From "Wild Turkeys" »

Sandy
Sep 12, 2016

I stumbled on a few giant grape vines a stones throw from my house. I came home with a bag full of grapes and mom and I have already enjoyed a few.  But I washed them really well before we ate them. Gotta watch for ants and spiders and do be cautious of yellow jackets. Yeah, they like those.

From "Harvesting the Wild Grape" »

Stanley Long
Sep 12, 2016

Interested in your story because Cyril Hessenauer was my Uncle, My mother’s brother. I only met him once when I was probably 4 years old.

From "I Have Earned My Place: A Logger's Year, 1936" »