when you go out in the woods tonight..

I put a camera on a tree about 20 feet from the corner of the house. I have, as many of you know, been involved in a war with the beavers. They are winning. At the same corner of the house was a huge twenty year old lilac. WAS. Not anymore. I didn't know that beavers would a) come that close to the house b) eat lilac. Now, I know. The second thing that is close to the side of the house, is the woodpile. Beavers had been dismantling the part with the freshly sawed birch logs.  I'd found several pieces floating in the pond (before it froze) with all the bark eaten. Curious little buggers.  I wanted to catch them in the act.  HA!

Here's what I got.  That ain't no beaver.  This is early evening, I was probably on the other side of the wall, at the sink, in front of the window, unable to see out into the dark...



The three lights in the background are reflections off my parked car.  Note, that is 6:08 pm.  We'd only just come inside.  I think.  I've always told Chris that the bears are around, not to worry, just make a little noise so they can tell where we are.  Yep. I bet they always know where we are.


This was back in November, but I have been so busy, I never checked the camera, until today. Imagine my surprise. 

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The November woods has pared down.  We're nearing the season of bare bones and clear light.  


This morning I was shown a wood I hadn't walked before.  It was criss crossed with beautiful old stone walls.  An overgrown cemetery was just visible.  If it hadn't been pointed out to me, I could easily have walked through it.  The last burial was in 1896.  The headstone was still polished, the only one legible.  Most of the stones had fallen, some were never more than standing stone markers.  The property owner had refused to have the old burial ground listed, so it remains untended.  I wonder how many of these are scattered about, once tended, loved, now forgotten.   

feelin' like Halloween

Have you ever noticed that just knowing it's Halloween changes things?  The way the woods look?  feel?  how about the night?  The usual becomes, well.. unusual.  I can tell you things looked a little strange around here today.



How many of these are there?? 


Are they a 'who' or a 'what'?


                  huh?  (Maybe there are daleks, disguised.)



first bike ride of the season

this post has been days in the making..

Last Saturday, I thought I'd post this as a "weekending' post.  Later, when I hadn't gotten around to it, I figured I'd plug it into a "walk with me wednesday' post.  It is neither.  Seems like there ought to a day to mark the first bike ride of the spring.  

The weather was SO warm and beautiful (and partly overcast), that we decided to throw all of our previous plans out the window, load the bikes onto the back of the van and head to our nearest bike trail.  

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The Blackstone River Bikeway, part of the RI State Park system, is a nearly 12 mile trail that runs for a time along an old towpath paralleling both a canal and the river.  It travels through history, passing by archaeological ruins of several New England milltowns.  For an urban trail, there is a remarkable amount of wildlife.  I've seen deer, beaver and muskrat, blue heron, ducks and geese.  This weekend it was turtles.  They were everywhere!

When we crossed the marsh, we stopped to watch the largest fresh water turtle I've ever seen.  It had a shell nearly two feet long!  While we watched, it caught dinner, a bird!!!!  I still can't believe it.  I was very happy to be way up high on the boardwalk.  That's one bit of water I don't want to wade in.  


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Sorry, no pictures.  I tried.  For the longest time we thought it was a submerged tire.  Then it swam.  I had only the camera in my phone.  Though most of the turtles we saw, and at one place we counted 19, were the painted variety, the big ones must have been snappers.


It was an all too short ride, round trip about 12 miles.  Still, perfect. 

Hummingbird Alert!

New Englanders, GET OUT YOUR FEEDERS! 

This was not the Wednesday post I had planned.  That changed this morning, when I saw these migration maps..

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dated yesterday. 

I ran to fill my feeder.  I'd been wondering. Everything is so early, more than a month, the way I see it.  When I checked two weeks ago, everything looked about normal.  Then this happened..

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and this..

They are sure signs that the hummers are on their way.  Soon.  We did get a hard freeze two nights ago.  Lots of the flowering trees were damaged.  It is anyone's guess when the huimmers will show.  But, just in case... GET YOUR FEEDERS OUT! 

here's winter!

Just when I was about to check off winter for 2012, we turned the February page back on the calendar and somehow, by displaying March, kick started what remains of winter.  (omg, I can hear it.. she's put up more turkey pictures!)




It has gone SO fast..  January was spectacular for hikling in the woods.  No snow.  Most of you know this.  Eventually, I'll populate posts with some of the pictures from those afternoons, poking around in my sneakers, in January, in New England.  The last weekend in January, there was the annnual (it has gotten to be annual for me..) spinning retreat in Wareham, MA. All play, relaxation, spinning, walking and eating.  Without the usual ice and snow cover, I was able to expand my walks into the woodlands abutting the salt marshes. It was a good change.  Most days, I was getting the year end stuff done for the business(es), dyeing yarn, skeining yarn, labeling yarn and doing what it takes to get ready for shows.  There were two coming up in February, the Pittsburgh Knit and Crochet Festival and the NETA Spa in Maine.  Both, FUN! Believe me, getting ready took most of my time.  The days sped on by.  We are so easily entertained.  Mornings start with turkeys, and afternoons end about the same way.  As I type this, there must be over 40 birds pecking at what's left of the seed that I threw out for them an hour or so ago. 







The cats don't mind the turkeys and the turkeys are much to busy minding each other to care about a couple cats.  With all the warm weather, it was getting a bit randy with the rafter, lots of displayed tail feathers, red reds, hot headed arguments, and a general one upmanship of the toms.  The snow seems to have slowed it down.  Winter, remember?

Time to post this. There's a bit of action I want to watch.  It is getting darker and the 'boys club' has arrived ( a group of 12 toms, all huge and very beautiful, the head council, whatever).  What they say, goes. 



Maybe I should have titled this post How I Spent My Winter, or Easily Amused.  But hey.. millions watch the Decorah eagles.



ps. I could have shown you show pics...

pps.  Ocellata is a turkey colorway offered in Super Sock 416.