Two white tail deer browse in the moonlit snow in the front yard. They are juveniles or females and aren’t wearing antlers.

Antlers: White-Tailed Deer

It was about 2:00 a.m. The sky was clear, and the moon shone brightly, reflected by the pure white snow that covered everything. Shadows of the trees lay across the yard, and footprints of passersby advertised their presence. Clancy saw something in the yard and started barking. Bryan went to investigate. Two white-tailed deer stood, […]

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The Barred Owl Sculpture stands among bare trees, near the old shed on Owl Acres. The first snowfall of the new winter season fills the air and covers the ground.

Winter Survival: Bees

Winter is setting in. The forecasters are suggesting highs of 3 degrees above zero. In the prairie garden, the stalks of flowers and grasses are dry and brittle. Seeds cling on to feed the birds and the mice and voles. The hard frost has killed off the mosquitoes, for which we are grateful. But what […]

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A hairy brown spider with white leg markings sits on a tangle of web strands. Behind the Spotted Orb Weaver is the red siding of the house, outside the window of Karen’s study.

Spotted Orb Weaver

Earlier this fall, a yellow garden spider set up housekeeping beneath the morning-sun-facing window of my study. She has vanished, and in her place for a while another species of spider called a spotted orb weaver chose that same location to build her orb webs. Apparently that location is good for catching insects. Our newest […]

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A small songbird is pictured from behind and above, in flight with wings fully outstretched. Vivid, iridescent blue light shines from every feather. As the bird is in flight, this is an instant shot that can only be captured with a camera, by a committed and patient photographer. Please enjoy this moment with our Eastern Bluebird.

Eastern Bluebird

One day in late September, I heard a bird that was new to my soundscape. Its song reminded me of a scolding chatter followed by an upward-trending whistle. It’s not mating season, so this call undoubtedly meant something else. It was an Eastern bluebird on migration to somewhere warmer. It stayed for a day or […]

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