It is magical how wildlife tracks appear in our field within minutes of any snowstorm, particularly at night. The deer (and more) arrive as soon as you turn your back. It’s a good reminder of all the activity that happens under our noses, every day
Entry and exit of squirrel tracks up a tree.
Ostrich fern seed stalks. In a few short months, there will be fresh fiddleheads growing here, in a secluded spot by the stream.
The deer have been busy circling this old apple tree searching for ghost apples that are buried under the snow — and there were plenty this year!
Stalks in the afternoon light. This is the field where many of our wild herbs grow — goldenrod, yarrow, milkweed, black cherry, and so much more, dormant under the snow, saving their energy so they are ready to burst forth the instant the ground war
Deer tracks to and from the hawthorn tree (and the bird feeder).
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Wind on snow.
Even the icicles feel menacing this time of year.
Wherever you are, no matter the weather, I hope you find some time to wander outside every day. Good boots help!
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