A Year in Nature
A Year in Nature: December 19
Some mornings in December feel harsher than others. The wind bites a little sharper, the air smells of frozen earth and salt, and the paths are gritty underfoot from sand...
A Year in Nature: December 19
Some mornings in December feel harsher than others. The wind bites a little sharper, the air smells of frozen earth and salt, and the paths are gritty underfoot from sand...
A Year in Nature: December 18
By late December, I often feel the pull to learn more about the natural world, especially when spending long stretches outdoors feels harder. The days are short, the cold lingers,...
A Year in Nature: December 18
By late December, I often feel the pull to learn more about the natural world, especially when spending long stretches outdoors feels harder. The days are short, the cold lingers,...
A Year in Nature: December 17
Today I find myself thinking about the birds that still flutter around the yard in this deepening winter chill. Some birds choose to stay through the winter here in Ontario....
A Year in Nature: December 17
Today I find myself thinking about the birds that still flutter around the yard in this deepening winter chill. Some birds choose to stay through the winter here in Ontario....
A Year in Nature: December 16
By early winter, the pace of life outside has shifted completely. Spring and summer were full of planting, tending the garden, and caring for growing things. Fall was about tidying...
A Year in Nature: December 16
By early winter, the pace of life outside has shifted completely. Spring and summer were full of planting, tending the garden, and caring for growing things. Fall was about tidying...
A Year in Nature: December 15
In autumn there felt like an abundance of wildlife around the farm, a richness that I wasn’t quite ready to let go of. I remember wild turkeys wandering through the...
A Year in Nature: December 15
In autumn there felt like an abundance of wildlife around the farm, a richness that I wasn’t quite ready to let go of. I remember wild turkeys wandering through the...
A Year in Nature: December 14
I was taking a quiet walk around the field when I stopped at the forest edge, right where the line of mowed lawn gives way to something wilder. The grasses...
A Year in Nature: December 14
I was taking a quiet walk around the field when I stopped at the forest edge, right where the line of mowed lawn gives way to something wilder. The grasses...