While I was eating lunch yesterday, I noticed one of the chipmunks digging a shallow hole in the grout between two of our patio stones. Or, at least, I thought she was digging...really, she turned out to be uncovering a food cache she must have made some time before. (A side note about chipmunk holes: … Continue reading Lunch Break, with Chipmunks
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In Which the Raccoons Steal the Show
Some mornings when we check the wildlife camera, we see there hasn't been much, or sometimes any, action overnight. We haven't been surveilling for long enough to tell if this is due to temperature, weather conditions, or some other variation (like the presence of a predator we can't see, nearby street noise or traffic, the … Continue reading In Which the Raccoons Steal the Show
Nighttime Visitors
My husband surprised me with an outdoor wildlife camera last winter. He knows my love of nature documentaries and of gadgets that allow a more intimate glimpse into the lives of animals. Since then, I’ve regularly enjoyed setting it up in different spots in the garden and seeing who shows up. (I try to be … Continue reading Nighttime Visitors
Weekend Getaway in Three Landscapes
We spent a long weekend in the Laurel Highlands, where the palette for this time of year is made up of shades of green and gold. I packed three books for three days (Well Met, Talking to Strangers, and The Dearly Beloved, in case you're curious) but, sitting outside beside my coffee and my little … Continue reading Weekend Getaway in Three Landscapes
Some Philosophical Thoughts on Instinct
There’s something about this time of year, as (in the Northern hemisphere, at least) the Earth starts its tilt away from the Sun: the sunlight moves through the day faster; its angle bathes the greens in golden tones; the nights are cooler, clearer, starry; the morning dew burns into blue-skied sunshine by midday. On afternoon … Continue reading Some Philosophical Thoughts on Instinct
Planning Trees
Before we built our house, there were two dead Oak trees on the lot that we had to have cut down. They were in the way of where our house was going to sit and seemed like a magnet for lightning. Even knowing that, having them cut down pained me. Now, a dozen years later, … Continue reading Planning Trees
Recalibrating
I've been quieter than I'd like to be here lately. Last month, my grandmother died. She lived to be 96 (and a half) years old, and died peacefully at home. Her death was not unexpected, but it was still a loss, and in the weeks since, I've been experiencing time in that weird, sometimes-lengthened/sometimes-compressed way … Continue reading Recalibrating
