A speck in time: The miracle of our connection to nature

A speck in time: The miracle of our connection to nature

A cold north wind blows through the curtains of the bedroom. I pull the duvet quilt up a little tighter around my shoulders and wiggle back into my warm cocoon. Visions of red-legged mallards with their wings cupped and their feet dangling down fly through my dreams. As they begin their final descent into the decoys, my hunting partner John and I both switch off the safety mechanism on our shotguns. One low mallard whistle on the call, and they commit to the spread.

There’s plenty going on in the outdoors, both good and not-so good

There’s plenty going on in the outdoors, both good and not-so good

First some good news. The Island Line Bike Ferry is plying the Cut, 200 feet of open water between Mallet’s Bay and the open lake, allowing pedestrians and bicycles to travel from Colchester to the Champlain Islands. Years ago, trains rolled between Rutland and Montreal, crossing a swing bridge that opened to allow boat passage.