The spectacular fall weather has finally succumbed to the season, and frazil ice has even formed in the Hudson.
As I write this on Oct. 7 I have just picked another small basket of tomatoes, zucchini and pole beans, a good month later than usual—no frost yet!
Picture newly laid black asphalt bulging up here and there, then green plants pushing on through and out to the light, ready to sprout up to six or eight feet high.
It seems that a critical mass of storm disasters have finally impacted enough skeptics that the country may start trying to do something about climate change.
Spring is slow coming this year, but as a result we recently had on our carport/roof/feeder a huge flock of redpolls, the sparrow-like birds which “irrupt” every other year or so from the far north.
Hanging Dams are the answer
Last spring I wrote in this column that I was very surprised to see a muskrat “house” in the cedar swamp, because the vernal pools there dry up completely in the summer.
The ribs I cracked three weeks ago are much better, so when a friend called asking if I could be ready in 20 minutes for a walk through an “old growth forest” with an expert biologist and ecologist, I could and I was!
Got knotweed?! Want to get rid of it?
Please don't buy or transplant this nasty plant.