Suck it up, friends. It’s New England. It’s winter, writes columnist Dana Wilde.
Dana Wilde
As the solstice approaches, we’re reminded of the Earth and Sun’s cosmic power
The summer solstice is on June 21 this year. It’s the day when the sun reaches its highest point at midday and that has the longest interval of daylight.
Late bloomers
The growing season resembles a long-distance run more than the sprint of spring would suggest.
Thoreau, hermit worlds apart
While the North Pond Hermit and Henry David Thoreau shared the experience of living in nature for an extended period of time, their similarities stop there.
Winter’s teeth not letting go willingly
The daytime temperature has been in the vicinity of 35 to 45 degrees with biting wind. A foot of snow fell out of the sky a couple of weeks ago.
Our woods are thick with spruce, fir and nuthatches
The small birds that bop around our feeder a lot, and are not chickadees, are the nuthatches.
Speaking and understanding chickadee
In our woods, the easiest birds to identify that aren’t crows or blue jays are the chickadees.
Trees and sun of winter
Our little clearing on the side of a hill in Troy is surrounded by firs, spruces, pines and some oaks and maples 40 to 50 feet tall, a few probably higher.