Next year’s firewood is cut, split, stacked and permanently covered beside The Shed, part of the fall ritual, writes columnist Dana Wilde.
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The biochemical brains of butterflies
Some researchers are starting to think that brain size, and specifically the number of neurons, doesn’t exactly correlate to cognitive ability, writes columnist Dana Wilde.
The night of the lunar eclipse
Waiting for the Earth’s shadow to cover the whole wafer of white moon, Dana Wilde ponders facts of our inner psychic reality.
The fascination of decorations
Even if you missed the black-and-yellow female spider patiently waiting, your eye might be drawn to the thick white zigzag of silk at the center of her web, writes Dana Wilde.
Remembering the invasive periwinkles
Down in that gloomy intertidal no-man’s-land, periwinkles were everywhere, writes Dana Wilde.
M31 and the limits of visibility
In 3.75 billion years, it’s filling autumn evenings — if such things still exist — looming over any humans who might be left like the gigantic, terrifying face of an angel, Dana Wilde writes.
Nursery web love
Why female spiders eat the males sometimes, the scientists aren’t sure, Dana Wilde writes.
Talking about goldenrod again
They materialize in July like apparitions in fields and along roadsides, writes columnist Dana Wilde.
Why we go to Pluto
The inner, psychological needs of humans are as important as the material needs, Dana Wilde writes.
Black widow fear justified in Maine?
While the spiders might hitch a ride here on grapes or in luggage, our cold winters prevent them from living in Maine, writes Dana Wilde.