If spring comes can bugs be far behind? (A paraphrase of” Ode to the West Wind” by Percy Bysshe Shelly.) Welcome to bug season! When spring explodes at Brant Lake, so do the bugs. Buds and bugs. They ride in tandem. First, in early spring, emerging from eggs hatching in water, come hordes of…
After half a century of fruitful lives, the Macintosh apple trees in our orchard at Brant Lake ceased producing. 50 years of breeding is a limit, even for apple trees. Occasionally a red apple, punctuated by brown aging spots, valiantly hung on a branch, but the time had finally arrived to replant our…
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Sheltering with the Loons 