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Raucous cries echo over the marsh. The great blue herons are back! They shriek and flap in the treetops ringing the marsh, giants jousting for prime nest sites. Over the last few weeks, they’ve drifted Read more…

Bluebirds always make my heart leap, especially in winter. Their extraordinary shade of blue brings to mind warm skies and summer days. It’s funny though, because these birds mostly flock to my feeders in the Read more…

Some mornings, the ice on the marsh is pitted and pocked. Other days, it’s laced with bubbles— the slow exhalation of turtles sleeping deep in the mud. Breath caught by a flash freeze. Today, the Read more…