Where The Wild Things Are- Wild Spring

It's been a wild spring so far. With the weather so changable nothing is quite what is "normal" for the season. The flowers are getting a slow start. The lilacs not even blooming yet! The bellworts are blooming in the deeper woods, along with Wood Anemone and Wild Strawberry. The bloodroots have almost gone already, and the jack in the pulpits are just starting. If you walk in the woods you need to pay attention to see the violets, hugging the ground. The path by the bridge has a lot of them and will for several weeks. 

The other creatures most affected by the weather are the birds. I am having an Oriole explosion at my feeders the last few days. They normally pass by in large numbers, but this year the cold and rain have stopped them from moving on. They love grape jelly, and if I don't have enough out there, the battles begin! Oranges are also a favored food, and a scattering of orange halves litters the ground under the feeders. Rose Breasted Grosbeaks have come back, looking for seeds. The hummingbirds have been hitting their feeders also. There have been many sightings of Scarlet Tanagers this year, along with Indigo Buntings. You normally do not see them in any great numbers, but this year they seem to be much more visible.

It is the time of the year when my walks slow way down. Between scanning the trees for warblers and trying to see what has sprung up out of the ground, I feel like if I move more than a step at a time, I will miss something! I am peering constantly at the developing leaves, trying to remember which plant had leaves like those, guessing what it might become. Temptation to mark specific plants and photograph them every week or so to watch their progression is kept in check only because I don't have markers, yet. 

It is a great time to be out there. The mosquitoes are not yet out in number. You can see through the foliage yet to check out birds and things in the distance. Wood ticks are out, but not much worse than any other year. I find ticks are far more common in the long grass than in the woods. So go for a stroll along the roads. Wander along cattle paths. Put on your boots and walk upstream, or down in the creek. But stay off the river, it is still a bit on the wild side!

Sessile- Leaf Bellwort

Sessile- Leaf Bellwort

Where The Wild Things Are- The Push to Grow, Bloom, and Create Begins

Spring is officially here. Pay no attention to the need to wear your winter jacket and hat. It is spring. The bloodroots prove it! After searching high and low, I finally found them in abundance, down by the river. The other flowers won't be far behind. Hepatica, Leatherwood, Violets. Small leaves are poking up through the dried leaves. 

The Yellow Rumped Warblers are flitting about the trees, snatching up almost invisible insects. The swallows are competing for the nest boxes along the road.Sandhill Cranes are strutting about the fields. The songs of various sparrows, the pounding of the woodpeckers, the soft coos of the mourning doves fill the air. 

There is an aliveness to the woods that has been missing. An urgency permeates the fields and wetlands. This is the time! Now is when the push to grow, bloom, create the next generations begins. 

As the summer unfolds, I will keep you appraised of what is blooming, migrating, and hatching out there. There is also a giant white board in the machine shed, where I will be documenting the latest blooms, showing where you might find them in the village wilds. I hope you schedule your time to allow you to experience first hand the wonder that is nature in the village!

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Where The Wild Things Are- The First Warblers Have Come

The snow has (mostly) melted. The temps seem to be warming everyday. Rain has brought a hint of green to the fields. I think it is safe to say...spring has come! The first flowers are blooming, if not in the village yet, at least close by. Pasque Flowers are crowning the hill by Midway gas. I have seen Marsh Marigolds, ready to burst, along side ditches a couple miles away, even though I haven't gotten near the marshes to check in the village yet. I did see a few dragonflies on the wing, migrants moving with the south winds. 

Hepatica and bloodroot will be the next to show, popping up out of nowhere. The first warblers have come, yellow rumped warblers, darting through the air for invisible bugs. I also saw tree swallows in constant motion as they hunt for food. Some where on the village land lives a Northern Saw Whet Owl. I have heard it calling in the darkness, but have yet to see it. The other sound filling the air is the frogs, calling from every pond. 

Even though there is hardly any foliage to be seen, I did find, deep in the woods, the leaves of the Shinleaf plant. It is in the Pyrola family and I have not seen it before. Now that I know where it was last year, I will be haunting that area in June to capture a photo of it in bloom! Another one for the records of Camphill.

I hope you get out there and just enjoy the beautiful weather. After a long winter it is so good to just be outside!


Where The Wild Things Are- When Life Returns

Could it be? Could it really be spring? Tuesdays snow/sleet/rain/sunshine made it hard to tell, but it looks better from now on. The Sandhills are calling, the Bluebirds flying. I took a trip, only an hour or so west of here, and witnessed huge flocks of Snowgeese and Trumpeter Swans, struggling against headwinds. Greater Whitefronted geese were waiting it out in a flooded field, I estimated over 400 birds in that field alone. Here the flocks are small and scattered. The lakes are still frozen. The flooding on the river provides open water, but the currents are strong and more than most travel weary birds want to fight with. But the Kingfisher has returned to fly up and down the river, staking his claim for the summer. 

The only green out there is a few leaves left from last fall. Some plants produce their first rosettes in the fall, and then, when spring comes, they take advantage of the early sunlight to get a start before others can shade them out. Round Lobed Hepatica are one of these. They will be blooming soon, just blossoms inches off the ground, later more leaves will form. Pasque flowers are blooming in southern Minnesota already. I haven't had a chance to check on the local ones, but maybe this weekend I will get out there. They are hard to spot, fuzzy brown bits, close to the ground.Then pale purple flowers, also hugging the ground. 

When I get out in the woods I will be checking for the leatherwood blooming. It's tiny yellow flowers are some of the first in the shadier areas. 

There was a woolly bear caterpillar crawling along the road as I walked this morning. A few minutes later I saw a small moth flitting around. Yep. I do believe that it is spring. Get out there and enjoy it while it lasts!


Where the Wild Things Are- The Sounds of Spring

Spring is slowly starting it's appearance, but the snow is deep and will take a while to disappear. So what can we look for now that will speak of spring? Blackbirds! The males should be showing up in our area shortly and their calls will be loud as they fight over the best nesting areas and establish territories. The females are a couple weeks behind them. 

The other sound to listen for would be the sandhill cranes. It is hard to believe that they will come here with snow on the ground, but they are already in southern Minnesota. Their loud calls will give them away before you see them stalking around the muddy fields. 

I have been hearing and seeing ravens. They will also be searching for territories to nest. I think they might have nested in the pines (or that area) by Susie's cabin. Pay attention to where you see them the most, and we might be able to close in on the nesting area! 

My favorite sound of spring is the sound of running water. Small trickles, slow drips. I equate it to the thawing of the world and the return of life. Just sitting on a convenient fairly dry rock, eyes closed, face to the sun. The sound of melting winter soft in my ears. Could there be a better spring tonic?

Where The Wild Things Are - Spring is Coming!

So here we are, in the lion that is March. Still cold, still snowing. It is hard to imagine that spring will ever come, much less in a couple weeks. That being said, there are signs that it is on it's way. 

The chickadees have changed their calls from their normal "chickadee dee dee" to theirs spring calls of "fee bee". This call is used only by the males. They use it to communicate to other males their dominance and territory. So while we use it as a sign that spring can't be far away, they are gearing up to spring mating and nesting. 

Other birdy signs include the woodpeckers drumming. We have many species of woodpeckers around here and in the spring you will here the drumming of the Hairy, Downy, and Pileated. The juncos will be leaving soon, off for cooler climates to raise their young, while other migrants are working their way north.

Ducks and geese will soon be around, crowding around any open water they can find. They seem to push back the very edge of winter in their hurry to get north. The ice fishing houses need to be off the lakes now, indicating that the water is moving under the ice and soon it will be visible along edges and narrows. Creeks and rivers will be flowing. It doesn't take long to break apart even many inches of ice, between winds and melting.runoff.

The owls have mated and nested, and soon the eggs will hatch and round bundles of feathers will appear. Baby owls are soon easy to see, as they rapidly outgrow the nest. In a month they will be walking out on branches. Before they can fly they usually have to figure out how to climb back up to the nest after miss stepping and falling to other branches, or even the forest floor. The parents are very protective, but can do little if a larger predator attacks. If you see a nest, keep a good distance and use binoculars to observe. If you spook the adults away, crows have a good chance of seeing them, and either chasing them or attacking and killing the young. 

As the snow melts and the forest floor opens up, there will be already green leaves showing. A few plants, like the Round Lobed Hepatica, put out leaves in the fall that will help them capture the first rays of sunshine to support their very early blossoms. So, listen for the calls, look for the dripping of water, and sit in the sunshine as much as possible.Spring will come.

Where The Wild Things Are- A Voice For The Wild Things

Sometimes we read headlines, and although we are sympathetic to a cause, it can be far removed from our area, or deal with things that we don't feel we can change. So I thought that a look at what we do, as humans, to the area around us, and how that affects the fellow beings who live hear would be more appropriate.

At Camphill Village, you are at the forefront of sustainable living and agriculture. I wouldn't begin to tell you how to do that. As a voice for the wild things, I might be able to share their points of view in a way you hadn't thought of before. So lets begin.

Roads. We take them for granted. We need them to travel safely. We maintain them for the safe travel of everyone that lives here. What is the downside? For some creatures they are impassable barricades. If they leave the edges, the long grasses, they risk being lunch for any waiting predator. Some cannot crawl across the gravel. Some can cross, but when they do, they are at risk from traffic. Many turtles, frogs and other amphibians find themselves needing to get to the other side. They winter on one side of a road, and live in a pond on the other side in the summer. We've all seen the results of bad timing. 

Fences. We need them to keep our livestock safe. To protect the crops. But the animals that move through that area to go to feeding and bedding areas, places to get to water, they can be bad news. Some are injured trying to go over or through them. Some get separated from others in their herd. Fences can force animals to go through spaces that are harmful to them, like roads. Young can get left behind when the adults move quickly to escape a predator and jump fences. 

"Cleaning up" woodlands, mowing yards. Lots of people like a nicely trimmed yard, or a woods that is park like, with trees for shade and no brush cluttering things up. This depletes the natural areas that are necessary for animals for eat, breed, raise their young and live their lives. Brush piles provide cover from predators. In most areas there is very little wild areas left. Most has been farmed (we need to eat!) and covered in houses, yards, and pavement. In my mind every square foot matters. 

Dead trees. They are such an important part of a natural ecosystem. So many animals use them for homes, or eat the insects that are busy recycling them. As they decay, they break down into nutrients that keep the forest alive.Discounting the actual soil, the dead trees have the most variety of life within them in the woods.

By looking at all of these parts of our world, we can slowly adjust our way of dealing with the fellow travelers on this planet. Small changes, in our own backyards, are just as important as other ways to protect our planet, maybe more, because we can do a little, everyday.

Where the Wild Things Are- Polar Vortex

What is there to talk about in January when we are having record setting cold? The weather of course! The polar vortex has come for a visit, making life more complicated for us. If you are like me you also wonder (and worry) about the animals out there. How do they survive through this bitter weather? Most just hunker down, finding shelter where ever they can, trying to be out of the wind. Food sources are what keep most going, burning lots of calories just to stay alive. Some will not make it, but that is the course of nature through the lives of most species. They, in turn, provide sustenance for others. 

While watching birds at my feeders (a perfect activity for cold weather) I was struck by how these tiny feathered creatures can thrive at thirty below. Why are they not just frozen lumps? They don't even huddle for warmth! So I went looking for answers...

First of all, their feet. Not a feather in sight! They stand on the snow, perch on cold metal. How do they do that? It turns out that they have a network of arteries called the rete mirabile (meaning wonderful net), that flows through their tiny bodies. The blood cools as it travels away from their hearts, not even trying to maintain heat in their feet. As it flows back to the heart, it is warmed again so that when it reaches the heart it is warm. Their arteries actually sink further into their bodies in the winter, providing extra protection from the cold. So why don't their feet just fall off? Because their lower feet and legs are designed to have almost no blood flow to them. They just don't need the blood to do much for the feet, so it doesn't matter if they are cold. Some species, such as water fowl, while sit with their feet tucked up under them. As long as well meaning humans don't make them move too much, they can maintain their warmth, even on ice. 

One species, that comes here for the winter from the north, uses their metabolism to stay alive Pine Siskins can increase their metabolism up to 40% higher than other birds their size. When in extreme cold (down to -70) they can accelerate up to 5x normal for several hours. Now that takes a lot of calories to burn. So how do they find that much food in the dead of winter? They have managed for centuries to survive. They feed on pine seeds, available in the deepest snows. But they will come to feeders and eat also. 

So now we come to feeding the birds. There are studies out there that show people feeding birds can be beneficial for them. It can increase their survival rates and promote better breeding in the spring. Other studies show that it can increase disease by bringing together many birds to one spot that would never normally be close to each other. 

Like most things in the world, you need to weigh your options. Keep your feeders clean. Watch for signs of disease and clean more often if anything appears. Spread out your feeders so there is less crowding. Feed high quality food. I think that seeing the birds outside my windows on cold winter days is beneficial to my health and mental well being. Hopefully it helps them too. From the flocks that come, they seem to appreciate it! 

Pileated Woodpecker, one of the bigger birds that stop by...

Pileated Woodpecker, one of the bigger birds that stop by...

Where the Wild Things Are- January Roller Coaster

Here we are, still on the January roller coaster! Sub zero to above freezing, a slick coating of ice. When most think of winter, they are usually thinking of the two most beautiful winter weather phenomenon that we have. There is the gentle snowfall, covering the ground and trees with a fluffy clean white layer, that Christmas card perfect scene. Then there is hoarfrost. That magical shiny coating that coats everything. It doesn't last long, being subject to either warming temps or winter winds, but it is a thing of dreams when it is there. 

But how does it form? Why is it only there once and a while? Why doesn't it last, like the snow? Hopefully I can answer some of these questions for you.

The temperatures have to be just right for hoarfrost. It has to drop from above freezing to below, with the surface temps already below freezing before the air temps get there. There also has to be a substantial amount of moisture in the air, so days following a thaw are needed to allow that to build up. Sometimes a south wind can bring in some warmer moist air, but the ground must not warm up too much, or no hoarfrost. So we have moisture in the air, fog is the best, and ground that is frozen (below 32 degrees). Then the magic can happen.

The water vapor in the air condenses on the frozen surfaces, creating crystalline deposits...hoarfrost. This builds up as long as there is moisture in the air that is not turning into freezing rain or sleet, or rain. It can build up inches thick on objects, making for great photo opportunities when the sun comes out. If there is a wind during the build up it can affect how it is built up, forming on the downwind side of objects. A wind after it is formed, when the air is cold will quickly knock the fragile crystals to the ground. 

The other nemesis would be warming temps. Sunshine warming it up just enough to turn them all to liquid again. So it is a combination of moisture, temperatures and wind. So take advantage of it when those rare times occur, especially when followed by sunshine, to try your hand at photography! It is hard to go wrong when there is magic in the air, or on the ground!

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Where the Wild Things Are- Minnesota Weather Rollercoaster

As we welcome the New Year, we also welcomed the rollercoaster that is a Minnesota winter. Heavy snow cover last week after months of hardly any. Fifteen to twenty below zero. High winds. Overcast, and then blazing sun. And now the warmer temps we have all been waiting for. It is hard on us, with our central heating, well insulated houses and machines to dig out the roads and paths. It is even harder to understand how the wild ones can even survive, much less thrive in this weather!

With this deep snow, the game has changed for many. Smaller animals find places to make runways under logs and brush, giving them a protected space to hunt for seeds and other food. Mid-sized animals, foxes, mink, rabbits, are finding the going more challenging. It is such a fluffy snow that they sink down into it. If it develops a crust (if it melts in the next few days) they may find the going easier on top. Larger animals like deer and coyotes can push through the fluff, but it is hard work, burning more calories. The wind has created spots where the grasses are less covered so the deer can find browse, but as it builds up over the winter and forms harder crusts, the deer find it more challenging. Personally I am hoping for a crust so I can walk in my snowshoes. Currently they just sink in as far as my boots do. 

The snow helps insulate in the bitter cold, giving animals protection from the cold and wind. As long as the snow doesn't crust over, pheasants and grouse will be popping out of snowbanks, heading for the cedar trees for food and shelter. 

So after temps like we had over New Year, the question pops up "Where is global warming when we need it?" If you have lived around here for many years, you have seen the changes. It seems like there is an earlier winter, less snow, and then spring is all over the place, some years early, some years nonexistent. Climate change is a better term. Looking at the bigger picture, over years, not seasons, the changes are obvious for the planet. Around here, when we are twenty below, our windows frost over and it is harder to see it.