From April. Cold cold cold & mud mud mud. We dug under dead plants to find the first green sprouting things, got scolded by a very very mad red-bellied woodpecker, used fallen branches as bridges to cross the muddiest spots, and found our way to a warm, dry little island of flattened grass on the edge of the St Croix, where we watched gulls and eagles and far-off floating ducks.
20 These are from March! Apparently I forgot to post them. I think maybe I edited them and then decided I didn’t like them. More recent ones soon.
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wrens building a nest in the bee-shaped bird house today! hello new neighbors!
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i didn’t take a picture of the rabbit i buried last week so here is a dead grackle.
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selecting swamp shells
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hello summer boots, hello deer bones
7Every winter is a little different, and this one’s primary characteristics have been perpetually white, thick, blobby, and completely unphotogenic. I appreciate the lack of grey slush and the fresh animal tracks to follow through the woods, but any photos I’ve tried to take are pretty gross-looking. I can’t wait for spring.
In the meantime, here are some photos of a snowman Vernon & I built on a frozen lake (or what would probably be a swampy oxbow of the St Croix in summer) in the middle of the woods this weekend. We felt guilty leaving him all alone at sunset, so we gave him a bird companion so they can face the impending spring together.
