by George Jacobi Motion catches my eye and I look up from the desk. A Pileated Woodpecker has landed in the ragged cherry tree just outside my window and almost immediately begins pounding on a spot at the fork of two major branches. Through the window the thunk is muffled but unmistakable. Usually if I […]

by George Jacobi One robin remained into the new year, living off the suet crumbs that fell from my feeder or were knocked off by more sophisticated winter birds. It didn’t disappear until the recent bitter cold snap. I hope he/she has alternative sources of food. Good luck, robin (bleeding heart liberalism). More robins spend […]

by George Jacobi Well, this feels useless. I’m crouched on the trail instead of hiking, palms to the hard icy earth, trying in vain to absorb the essence of the now indiscernible human feet that once trod here. Joshua’s Trust’s Madeline Regan Preserve in Tolland includes a half mile of Mishimmayagat, the Old Connecticut Path. […]