Dog Graffiti

Nose prints on the windshield.

Spring is back

Ah, New England weather. If you don't like it,wait a minute. Last week we were pushing 80, then down to 26. A lot of plants got hit hard, trees have had their leaves freeze and now they have withered and died. Some trees have had close to 75% leaf kill.
Fresh photos, straight out of the camera.

                                  Tree swallows  (Tachycineta bicolor)

                                 Serviceberry (Amelanchier)    

                                  male Mallard (Anas platyrhynchos)

I know,I know

It's been awhile, hasn't it?
There hasn't been much going on, and I haven't been taking many photos. But green-up is here, and that also means I will be spending more time out, hopefully.
But here's a few.

Whitetail Deer, two poses.

The past couple of weeks has been hard. I haven't been out to do much except for a day hike with a dear friend.

 Yes, the white stuff around her is snow. After having temps in the 70's (21C thereabouts) we have dropped back to normal (whateverthehellthatis) weather. We've had 2 inches the other night, which melted and then a quick dusting,last night.
She was one of three that stopped by to clean out a bird feeder, and also another reason for a fence around the garden.

Northern Lights

Last night, I put my book down, turned the light off and looked out the window. What usually was a dark sky over Spotted Mt., was lit up. I watched for a while and then it hit me. Northern Lights! I debated very briefly about getting a picture, then grabbed my camera and a small tripod.  Laying on my bed I quickly composed the shot and let the shutter go.

While I have seen more bright  lights, I'm not complaining. We don't get to see them as much as I would like, and usually when I hear there is a likely display, we have clouds.

April 1

I've been using Google Docs to keep track of what's going on in my part of the world.

Here's today's entry:

April 1- Song sparrow,chipping sparrow. First slug sighted. It feels like spring, warm last night (above freezing)(not the first), robins calling. Afternoon: mourning cloak, and one small unidentified butterfly.

Winter's return.

We had spring, it sprung and winter is back. The pull and push of the seasons, You go to bed saying how nice it is to be in spring, and upon waking, you see winter came back.