The milky surface ice has begun to pull away from the rocky, pebbled shoreline of the bay. Tiny vertical prisms are visible in the hoarfrost-like honeycomb of the decaying core....
On Groundhog Day, we tiptoed over the threshold of 10 hours of daylight. Spring love is in the air. Downy and hairy woodpeckers are beginning to drum, a precursor to...
Here we are with a good foot plus of fresh snow and itching to do some gardening. Still too early for seed starting, except for a couple of varieties....
Thirty years ago, I was introduced to the sport of ice fishing by a chef at the restaurant where I worked. Some of you may fondly remember Perry’s Fish House...
On December 26, 2021, Edward O. Wilson, known by most as E.O. Wilson, passed away. A two-time winner of the Pulitzer Prize, as well as an array of other awards...
In Charlotte’s Town Farm Bay, another non-native invasive species is spreading. Flowering rush is an emerging threat to Lake Champlain wetlands and floodplain forests of Champlain direct drainage streams....
As I write this, Chittenden County is settling into winter, last night’s rain notwithstanding. As December progresses you might start to hear the buzzing of chainsaws and the thrum of...
On a recent gloomy afternoon, a loud crack shattered the quiet along the boardwalk at Raven Ridge, The Nature Conservancy’s preserve at the southern edge of Charlotte....
Many years ago, when I was struggling to maintain financial stability, I would nurture my spirit as often as I could by spending time outdoors doing things...
Paper birch, also called white birch (Betula papyrifera), stands out: even if you don’t know a hemlock from a sugar maple, chances are that you can pick out its iconic...
We hope you have enjoyed watching the library’s new gardens come to life this spring and summer and stay interesting even as they begin to shut down for the winter....
This year, in late November, we are still enjoying the colors of autumn and the last treats from the vegetable garden. This is uncharacteristically late even for the Champlain Valley....
About 10 days ago, as I drifted toward sleep, a deep echoing hoo-hoo floated through the open window. A few seconds later, another and then another. It seemed early in...