Ben and I made a deal Saturday, the first night he came home with us from the Humane Society. He’d pipe down, and I’d let him sleep on my bed. It worked surprisingly well. He even late me sleep late, not counting a 2 a.m. potty expedition.
Ben’s a southerner, like most of the rescued dogs [...]
In addition to the family-oriented program this weekend, the Nashua River Watershed Association is offering a free, more in depth tracking workshop Feb. 7.
“NRWA Basic Animal Tracking Workshop”
Animal tracking is a popular tool for understanding wildlife. We can open a window into their world by examining both obvious and subtle clues that animals have [...]
Coincidentally, I got two messages yesterday concerning trees, and a third today. All came by email, so no trees were killed in the communication, which is a nice bonus.
The Center for Biological Diversity and the Sierra Club are trying to beat back a GW Bush proposal to log a wilderness area in the White Mountain National [...]
Tracking animals is one of the best parts of winter hiking (the others: no biting insects; the beauty of moonlight on snow; less sweating; crossing frozen swamps and lakes; less tripping on stones; and you get to wear snowshoes or crampons).
You may never be so lucky as to spot a bobcat, for instance, but it’s almost as [...]
Destruction by natural forces is seldom all that bad for the environment. The new growth that follows a forest fire, for instance, can be a boon for many grazing and bird species.
(Human acts of desecration, on the other hand, are often irrevocably catastrophic… as witness the Tennessee Valley Authority’s recent coal ash tsunami. Similarly, natural forces [...]
The Grater Road area used to be a pretty fun place to mountain bike, but the last time I visited, a few years ago, development (a new school not the least of it) was gnawing at the edges and loggers and ATVs were gnashing up the middle. I haven’t been back since, but I know there’s [...]
I came late in life to poetry, the result of some irrational and ignorant prejudice. I am yet unschooled, but when the mood strikes there is nothing quite so refreshing for the soul. This little jewel from Lord Byron was thrust upon me while watching the movie version of “Into the Wild.”