`Twas the night before Christmas, when all through our digs not a creature was stirring not even our pig. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The four rowdy children were nestled in bed While visions of presents danced around in their head. And […]
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Once upon a time, there was a male mute swan. Now, a lot of people don’t like mute swans because they’re not native. But my lake is surrounded with condos and houses, has very little habitat, and I’ve seen one flock of native swans in the 16 years I’ve been here . . . and they
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I had a few people email me for a status of some of the bad things mentioned in a previous posting, and, not to sound impatient or anything, but that blog started with the death of Caramel the mouse, and guess what? She’s still dead. The blog posting also included the death of Hoppie, the
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This time of year, hundreds of Canada geese stop in to our lake each day for a wee nap and a bite to eat . They approach in the shape of a V or long row, land on the water, and then slowly spread out for a while. Many also walk around on the grass,
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When I first sat down to write this week’s blog posting, my intention was to celebrate the passing of the last warm days in Michigan until probably May. It was to celebrate happy things like garter snakes taking in the last of the sun’s warmth a few days ago. This one was all smiles, too.
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The thing about working for the Department of Natural Resources and Environment is that some of my coworkers create publications about the environment, and sometimes they need photos. A couple of weeks ago a coworker asked if I had any photos of “aquatic vegetation showing the roots underwater,” and after explaining that I had not
I was riding my mountain bike in a wildlife research area in October 2005 when I saw both a gray and white rabbit and a smaller black rabbit near the parking lot. Wild rabbits are usually brown, and domestic rabbits don’t last long in the wild. So, I went home, grabbed Mark, and returned to find my friend, Brenda,
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