February 25

Saturday was a good day at Forest Hill for a hike with my dog, Remi. The early morning weather was partly sunny with a temperature of 25 degrees and a steady breeze out of the northwest. Before descending the hill, I gazed to the west and noticed how 4 inches of fresh snow had blanketed the ground once again. I passed Mallard Marsh and walked through Bobolink Meadow where I was disappointed to see fresh snowmobile tracks. The snow cover made me wonder how the creatures of summer were doing. For example, how was the Garter Snakes’ hibernation going? Their hibernation, more properly called brumation, is quite different from hibernation in mammals. They do not sleep the winter away nor do they live off their fat reserves. They are alert, if sluggish, and if it’s cold enough, they don’t even lose weight. Because they’re cold-blooded, their metabolism slows down so much that they hardly use any energy. They don’t eat for months. They survive underground below the frost line in dens where temperatures remain above freezing, although some minor dips below freezing can be tolerated. They generally hibernate in aggregates and have become famous in some locations, notably Manitoba, Canada where one den may hold 10,000 snakes. Here in Michigan, smaller groups of garter snakes hibernate together in such places as old groundhog burrows or rocky outcrops, in spots safe from predators and with enough moisture to keep them hydrated. Turning at the entrance to North Woods, I followed the trail south toward Willow Wallow. I passed the pond and entered Succession Field where I saw a pair of bluebirds flying near the birdhouse. Next, I stopped to check the deer carcass, barely visible through the snow. I continued along the edge of South Woods toward Artist Overlook where the rising sun shown through the bare birch trees. I turned north back to Willow Wallow and followed the trail along the edge of the pond. Before ascending Reflection Hill, I observed a pair of cardinals fluttering through the autumn olive shrubs. I climbed the hill, gazed at Grebe Pond, descended the hill and headed toward Brady Cemetery. Passing the cemetery, I entered Native Grassland and followed the trail along the east side of Grebe Pond where I spotted a dozen Mourning Doves and 3 Starlings perched on the power line. As I got closer, only 1 dove remained. Arriving back at the Classroom Building, I noticed that the birdfeeders were quiet. I was pleased that our new webcam will allow everyone to observe birds at one of the feeders anytime. Finally, I jumped in the van, turned on the heater and headed for home.

I welcome you to the feeder today
A woodpecker, a dove and even a jay
A cardinal, a junco and a chickadee
A wonderful sight for eyes to see
You all seem to know your place
You dart in and out with such grace
Grains and seeds I will provide
Snow has covered your food supply
Winter is long. There’s chill in the air
Come eat your fill. I have feed to spare
My ears enjoy your every song
There’s plenty of room. You all belong
The cold weather will soon go away
I welcome you to the feeder today.

D. DeGraaf

February 18

Saturday was a good day at Forest Hill for a hike with my dog, Remi. The early morning weather was partly sunny with a temperature of 30 degrees and a stiff wind out of the north. Before starting the hike, I paused to gaze west and noticed 4 inches of overnight snow had whitened the landscape. I descended the hill, passed Mallard Marsh and walked through Bobolink Meadow where I was surprised to see 3, quarter-inch larvae crawling on the snow. Entering North Woods, I followed the trail west. I exited the woods and stopped to see the deer carcass that continued to decompose. I assumed the hawks and crows that I had seen around here earlier in the week had been feeding on the flesh. I walked around the edge of Succession Field and observed a few white oak leaves still clinging to a tree. Entering South Woods, I hiked along the edge of Swanson Swamp. I exited the woods and continued to Artist Overlook where I paused to observe Sora Swale. A solitary Mourning Dove flew overhead heading east. Following south trail, I noticed some twig galls on a small white oak tree. Galls are abnormal growths comprised of plant tissue found on twigs or branches. These deformities are caused by a tiny wasp that produces a chemical inducing the plant to produce large, woody twig galls. Most galls are aesthetically not pretty, but normally cause little damage to the tree. Gall formation begins when a female gall wasp injects her eggs into a stem. Upon hatching from the eggs, the larvae begin feeding on the host tissue surrounding them. The plant’s defensive reaction to this intrusive irritation is to isolate the toxins or activities of the invader in a tough, tumorous mass of tissue called a gall. Ironically, in doing so the plant provides food and shelter for the developing larvae. After completing their growth and metamorphosis, often many months later, the adult wasps escape by chewing an exit tunnel through the wall of the gall. Next, I turned south at Frog Fen and was surprised how close I got to a single crow perched high up in a leafless Cottonwood tree. Heading toward Brady Cemetery, I noticed clusters of dehydrated wild grapes on one of the white pine trees. Passing the cemetery, I entered Native Grassland and followed the trail north along the edge of Grebe Pond. I arrived back at the Classroom Bldg. to see lots of movement at the bird feeders . Finally, I got in the van and headed for home.

Winter lingers,
as though,
Mother Nature
is unfulfilled.
Snow falls insistently,
endlessly, it seems.
Insulating life within
a cocoon of purest white
covering our world
with a blanket of
coldness, aloneness.
Each solitary flake
securing its place
within nature's plane
securing solitude,
and timelessness,
within its icy touch.
Isolating, insular
encapsulating
Mother Nature's
chilling season.

Hazelmarie Elliott

February 12

Saturday would have been a good day at Forest Hill for a hike with my dog, Remi. However, we were 90 miles north in Missaukee County near Lake City hiking with our friends, Jeff Reynolds and his dog Winnie where we planned to hike on his 80 acre hunting preserve. The afternoon weather was partly cloudy with a temperature of 21 degrees and a breeze out of the west. On our drive to the site, we were pleased to spot a Bald Eagle perched high up a tree. We arrive to notice a couple inches of fresh snow covering the 5 inches already on the ground. We left the cabin and followed the trail through a lovely stand of Balsam Fir. Just off the trail, we noticed a large, dead birch tree covered with Pileated Woodpecker holes. We got off the tail and headed into a cedar swamp where we followed several Coyote tracks. Coyotes are opportunistic and will eat almost anything available. Small mammals such as mice, voles, shrews, rabbits and squirrels are preferred foods. However, insects, fruits, berries, birds, frogs, snakes, plants, and seeds round out their diet. In areas with high deer numbers, carrion is an important food source. Coyotes are most often seen during their breeding period, which occurs in Michigan from mid January into March. They are active day and night; however, peaks in activity occur at sunrise and sunset. They generally feed at night. Next, we moved along toward a clearing where we saw lots of dead Bracken Ferns on the ground. In the open field there were lots of deer tracks as well as places where they scraped away the snow to look for edible grass. We also found some coyote scat and the remains of a deer. We got back on the trail and followed it through a stand of Tamarack trees where we noticed their tiny brown half-inch cones. Tamarack or Larch trees grow mostly in the cold regions of Northern America. They are unusual in that they are deciduous, their soft, needle-like leaves, borne in dense clusters, drop in the fall, and new leaves do not appear until the following spring. The bark of this tree is good for medicinal purposes. The inner bark is used as a poultice in treating wounds, frost bites, boils and hemorrhoids. The outer bark is used together with another plant as a treatment for arthritis, cold and general body aches. Tamarack wood is described as tough and durable often chosen as a material for snow shoes, knees for wooden boats, posts and poles. Other uses include firewood, lumber for wood houses, boat paddles, kitchenwares like spatulas, and handcrafted objects. Next, we arrived back at our starting point and noticed some beautiful Blue Spruce trees. Finally, we got back in the car and headed for their house.

I stood beside a hill

Smooth with new-laid snow,
A single star looked out

From the cold evening glow.
There was no other creature

That saw what I could see

I stood and watched the evening star

As long as it watched me.

Sara Teasdale

                                                                                                       

February 4

Saturday was a good day at Forest Hill for a hike with my dog, Remi. The early morning weather was partly sunny with a temperature of 25 degrees and no wind. Approaching the bird feeders, I saw the usual visitors plus a couple of Purple Finches. Also, I was pleased to see the new heated birdbath. Having decided to reverse my course, I passed the Barn and continued south into Native Grassland. I stopped to gaze at Grebe Pond that was covered with an opaque layer of grayish-brown ice. Next, I passed Brady Cemetery and headed due west past the “Road Ends” sign and followed the two-track along the edge of a our neighbor’s field. Observing our southern boundary, I was pleased to spot several, small, healthy Norway spruce trees that we planted 2 years ago. Also, I noticed some fresh deer tracks in the mud. Turning north onto the south trail, I hiked along the edge of Sora Swale where I spotted some opossum tracks in the snow. Also, just off the trail, I saw some rabbit scat on a patch of snow. Rabbits produce two types of scat or droppings; dry brown pellets like what I saw and soft green pellets, composed of only slightly predigested plant food. The soft green ones contain essential nutrients and are rarely seen because the rabbit eats them, a process called reingestion, or coprophagy. I paused at Artist Overlook to observe a snowless landscape reminding me how mild the winter weather has been. After descending the hill, I hiked along the perimeter of Succession Field. Entering South Woods, I walked along the edge of Swanson Swamp where I noticed the sun peaking through the trees. Exiting South Woods, I continued around a snowy trail of Succession Field and stopped to see the deer carcass that was being scavenged by some unknown animal. I entered North Woods and followed the trail east to the boardwalk where I noticed a pile of fresh wood chips on the boardwalk and 3”X 6” hole about 20’ up a Beech Tree. It was quite clear that a Pileated Woodpecker had recently been there. This bird is about 15 inches in length and is one of the largest woodpeckers in North America. It has a black body, a red crest, white stripes on its neck and black and white stripes on its face. In the spring, I often hear their drumming sound as they establish nesting territories. Exiting North Woods, I hiked east through Bobolink Meadow where I could see the Classroom Building and Barn in the distance. As I climbed the hill from Mallard Marsh to the Storage Building, I noticed a few fresh mole mounds. Finally, I found my van and headed for home.

…Reaching my sacred spot

I stand in quiet reverence

Woodpecker tapping loud

Chickadees in winged chorus

The only sounds heard
Peace fills me

The music of the universe

Plays within my soul

Breaths slow, warmth spreads

Despite winter's chill
Stilled as a statue in place

A hushed whisper in my ear

As snow flakes fall upon dry leaves

Life's burden lightened, spirit renewed

Pilgrimage complete, turning in retreat

Hastened steps return me home

Richard Bramante