"Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakens."

Carl Jung


On The Nightstand
  • salt.
  • A Wolf Called Romeo
    A Wolf Called Romeo
  • Winter World: The Ingenuity of Animal Survival
    Winter World: The Ingenuity of Animal Survival
  • The Wonder of Birds: What They Tell Us About Ourselves, the World, and a Better Future
    The Wonder of Birds: What They Tell Us About Ourselves, the World, and a Better Future

Last Call

softly dusk arrives

trees sheltering roosting birds

robin sings alone.


A Perfect Voice 

The Loon

Not quite four a.m., when the rapture of being alive
strikes me from sleep, and I rise
from the comfortable bed and go
to another room, where my books are lined up
in their neat and colorful rows. How

magical they are! I choose one
and open it. Soon
I have wandered in over the waves of the words
to the temple of thought.

And then I hear
outside, over the actual waves, the small,
perfect voice of the loon. He is also awake,
and with his heavy head uplifted he calls out
to the fading moon, to the pink flush
swelling in the east that, soon,
will become the long, reasonable day.

Inside the house
it is still dark, except for the pool of lamplight
in which I am sitting.

I do not close the book.

Neither, for a long while, do I read on.

(Mary Oliver)




Return of the Wood Ducks

Right on time, a pair of beautiful Wood Ducks have returned to our woods. Good numbers of them always pass through each spring season, searching the uppermost reaches of our trees for nesting cavities, while calling to each other as they move from tree to tree.

There is no question that the drake Wood Duck is the most colorful of all waterfowl species. They're unique in that they require wooded habitat in which to nest and breed, and they often use old Pileated Woodpecker holes as nesting sites. Although our property holds many vernal pools and is quite flooded in low-lying areas now, the Wood Ducks most always move on in their search for suitable nesting areas-- and if they do remain here to nest, we rarely view them as I always hang a mental 'keep out' sign once our area birds are on their nests.  There's always something quite amusing to watch these splendid ducks clamboring about tree branches, which they do quite well despite their webbed feet.  The male and female both came down to waddle about in search of acorns between their flights of fancy.

 We're hearing many more little tractor engine sounds of male Ruffed Grouse drumming and the woodpecker tribe is beginning to seek out objects, like metal signs, to drum on as well.   Our Purple Finch numbers are growing in large leaps and bounds and we had a lone female House Finch feeding among the purples yesterday- they've only visited one other time that I know of over the past 8 years. I always enjoy the variations of plumage in House Finch and miss watching them since we moved to wooded habitat.

I also viewed our first Question Mark butterfly of the season today and quite a few small moths were taking advantage of the warmer temps, skirting around the edge of the woods only to dissapear quickly within the leaf litter. Meanwhile, the thistle feeder hanging outside my bedroom window is still covered with many Pine Siskin.  They usually leave our area by now to head back to more northerly regions, but I'm definitely not complaining.