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This winter’s day

You do not have the flu. The cat is not sick, nor the dog lost. The bitter cold has not burst the pipes. The firewood is dry enough to catch the perfect flame thrown by the ordinary wonder of a rough-struck match. The small, wild things — plumed, delicate — fly hollow-boned to the feeders […]

Food chain

If you feed wild birds long enough,  you begin to feel as if you are doing something important. Especially during the winter, when the mercury flirts with zero and every natural food source  is blanketed in snow,  the birds come to depend on your largesse. In return, they reliably offer pleasures only sporadically available in the realm […]

This winter’s day

  You do not have the flu. The cat is not sick, nor the dog lost. The bitter cold has not burst the pipes. The firewood is dry enough to catch the perfect flame thrown by the ordinary wonder of a rough-struck match. The small, wild things — plumed, delicate — fly hollow-boned to the […]

Plant and release

The first arctic blast of the season arrived last night, with the mercury flirting with zero and a tattered blanket of snow thickening as today got underway.  The hens, on lockdown in their warmed coop,  are stir-crazy, and my cats are giving me raspberries about my refusal to let them out.  The wild birds and squirrels […]

Food chain

If you feed wild birds long enough,  you begin to feel as if you are doing something important. Especially during the winter, when the mercury flirts with zero and every natural food source  is blanketed in snow,  the birds come to depend on your largesse. In return, they reliably offer pleasures only sporadically available in the realm […]

Cold

Cold reminds us that – like it or not, and despite our insulating conveniences – we are subject to Nature, with all her dangers and beauties. And those beauties are considerable. Cold lends clarity to the landscape, sharpness to the senses. The blue of the sky deepens; the polar snow glitters in the brittle sun and crunches like potato chips beneath booted feet. The air itself seems alive.

Goodbye for now

At least a week of warmth and sunshine commences today after an uncommonly cold and snowy stretch in my neck of the woods. Colorado Front Range winters don’t amount to much for those of us who have experienced the arctic Upper Midwest or other regions in which winter is less a season than a protracted siege.  So, I’ll miss […]

Cold feet

The hardening off process I wrote about several days ago inevitably makes me whiny before it  toughens me up: my ears get cold, my hands get cold, my feet get cold. Waaaaaaaaa. My chickens, who were born in early June,  seem  to feel much the same about their introduction to winter. When I opened their coop door to the […]

Hardening off

Cold in my mountain town this morning, 14 degrees with flurries. I have been out to the coop to ensure the heated base I made for the hens’ waterer is working, and also to bid farewell to the last of the autumn leaves. My little pear tree has put on a spectacular extended show, but her […]