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If you think you're glad winter is over, imagine how insects feel.
Nearly everybody appreciates time spent in nature.
The process of evolution is infinitely creative; the diversity of wildlife, extant and extinct, never ceases to amaze me.
For me, the most enjoyable sign of spring's approach is the gradual resurgence of birdsong on the Vineyard.
Monday, January 24, dawned clear and cold, very cold.
The depth of winter is hardly prime birding season on the Vineyard, but this season is not without its consolations.
The 51st Vineyard Christmas Bird Count (CBC) took place on Sunday, January 2, with about two dozen Islanders and guests participating.
Tuesdays lunar eclipse prefaced the solstice "” two powerful reminders that the earth keeps spinning in wonderful, mysterious ways.
Matt Pelikan encourages Vineyarders to step outside on a still, cold night and listen. Chances are they'll hear a screech owl not too far off.
Shellfish of any species ranks among my favorite foods, and oysters on the half-shell rank among my favorite shellfish.
We're deep into seed season on the Vineyard.
Fall is the prime season for birding on the Vineyard, and while October is generally past the peak of migration, it's our best month for viewing transient hawks.
With surprising regularity, guests at our house in Oak Bluffs walk out onto our deck at night, look up, and exclaim something like, "Wow! I've never seen the Milky Way before!" I don't know which impresses me more: The fact that our humble abode on the fringes of the O.
Fall migration brings rare birds to the Vineyard, which makes Island birders happy.
Regular readers of this column will know that while I enjoy every aspect of nature, I reserve a special enthusiasm for nature that turns up where you don't expect it.
It's the start of Departure Season: this weekend, following illumination night, the O.
August is the time of the most active growth and flowering for a surprising number of our native plants.
The most famous butterfly may be the orange-and-black monarch, noted for its size, coloration, and prodigious migration.
In a hole in a maple branch overhanging Wing Road in Oak Bluffs, a pair of downy woodpeckers have been packing insects into two or three youngsters in a hole in a branch.
If pressed to list all the bees we're familiar with, most of us would run out of names after the honey bee, the bumble bee, and perhaps the carpenter bee.