I always thought great white egrets lived in Florida, close to the sun and the alligators, brightening up the Everglades.  […]

The pair of sandhill cranes that nest each year in my beaver pond, have raised another baby into long-legged readiness

Our little village just held a celebration for its local W.I. (Women’s Institute). The village Town Hall was packed as

The flocks of Canada geese that arrive from the south to congregate on my pond in the spring generally disperse

Maple in the County has arrived, an annual celebration of our local maple syrup producers. Folks flock for wagon rides

Hordes of geese flock around my beaver pond in spring and fall before they disperse to nest or finally get

Starting from practically zero with a little old Kodak point and shoot, I have worked my way up to a

Each fall the firewood arrives. Four cords usually.   And I stack them all. A cord of wood is four feet

Roads take a big toll on wildlife.  We have all seen the numerous raccoon corpses, dead skunks, the odd fox

Each September the everyone flocks to the county fair, which has run pretty well continuously from 1831 and is still