Winter here on the East Coast is lingering. Lingering though is a pleasant word. It implies the welcome extended stay of friends reluctant to part ways. We’re ready to have winter leave.
One of my favorite nature journals is a book by Mark Garland titled “Watching Nature – A Mid-Atlantic Natural History”. One reason I love the book is because he writes about the places I am familiar with and are accessible to me.
In describing winter, he talks about his hibernation instinct. “I want to come home straight from work, read a book next to the wood stove, and sleep 12 hours each night”. I can identify with that as well; it’s basically what I did the past few months …
Much to my delight, while writing at my computer facing my backyard, a blur of feathers caught my attention. It was a hawk! It landed on my backyard deck railing!! The flourish of feathers must’ve been him going after one of the many birds that hang out on the railing.
A field trip, intended for bird-watching, became more of a winter nature-study hike; a great way to celebrate March. Especially since our group had access to a park that is normally closed to the public in winter.