Saturday, May 31, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Owl Encounter
Tonight marks one week and a day since I snowshoed out to the post. Having hiked out there this evening a bit after dusk. standing there listening to nearby birdsounds, I saw a shadow fly into a tree about 20 yards away. Something large, then I heard distinct cheep cheep cheeping sounds, had brought home supper.
I took a step and then heard her hoot! Probably a barred owl, so standing still I listened quietly while beckoning to nature's call. This new sound drew the mother owl's attention and I saw it fly directly down toward me, quite threatening, and perching on a dead tree just a few yards above my head. Hoot Hoot!!!
Retreating under some pine cover I fumbled with the camera, but there was no way to take a decent night shot. Nesting owl chicks ... snowshoeing season is over for sure.
I took a step and then heard her hoot! Probably a barred owl, so standing still I listened quietly while beckoning to nature's call. This new sound drew the mother owl's attention and I saw it fly directly down toward me, quite threatening, and perching on a dead tree just a few yards above my head. Hoot Hoot!!!
Retreating under some pine cover I fumbled with the camera, but there was no way to take a decent night shot. Nesting owl chicks ... snowshoeing season is over for sure.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Easter Bog
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
Early Spring Vistas
Light snow yesterday evening. And on Wednesday, on the way home from Portsmouth I could see a snowy fog over the mountain, and collided with the snow flurry a few minutes later in our driveway. Just a few minutes of flakes, but almost a quarter inch that melted in a half hour.
Still traipsing around the woods out back every day ... won't be lying in that hammock for a while.
Pictures taken on March 2nd.

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Trees formerly locked in a barkish kiss? Wonder what this formation is called. It's been over 100 days of snow on the ground, and as many inches plus.
The bog is sketchy at any time, but even the edges today are tricky. Best to find deer tracks and follow them out. 