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Sunday, March 11, 2018

Another Snow Storm Coming?

Last week. And maybe again tomorrow. Click to enlarge.
But winter won't last much longer. Helleborus and snowdrops are blossoming and spring officially arrives in just 9 days. 
Here's an apt bit of poetry by Robert Seymour Bridges:

While yet we wait for Spring 

While yet we wait for spring, and from the dry
And blackening east that so embitters March,
Well-housed must watch grey fields and meadows parch,
And driven dust and withering snowflake fly;
Already in glimpses of the tarnish'd sky
The sun is warm and beckons to the larch,
And where the covert hazels interarch
Their tassell'd twigs, fair beds of primrose lie.
Beneath the crisp and wintry carpet hid
A million buds but stay their blossoming;
And trustful birds have built their nests amid
The shuddering boughs, and only wait to sing
Till one soft shower from the south shall bid,
And hither tempt the pilgrim steps of spring.

Sunday, March 4, 2018

Beaver Dam

I was walking on a trail in a nature preserve in south Jersey the other day when I came to this sign. Closed by beaver you say?
There was an orange warning finger, so I was definitely going that way.
I passed this. Beavers?
Then I passed this. Can't look any more beaver-gnawed than this.
Then the path ended in a pool and a beaver lodge. How cool is that?
Closer. Click to enlarge.
And to the right -- a beaver dam!
A big beaver dam. See it curling away like an S?
And here's the pond that the dam contains. Good job, beavers. I thought I heard a tail slap so maybe a beaver saw me, but I did not see it. I'll be back to check on progress here later, so hopefully I'll get a beaver to pose for me then.