Showing posts with label Fall. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fall. Show all posts

05 December 2011

Monday Forest Photo: December 5, 2011

2:00pm 6C light rain
Another surprisingly warm day today. Normally, if it gets this warm at this time of year, we can expect lots of rain to go along with it, but we've only had a little light rain - mostly just clouds. We have had enough rain in the last couple of weeks to recharge the swamp at the back of Monday Forest. 


Meg figured it was warm enough to have a bit of a splash.

28 November 2011

Monday Forest photo: November 28, 2011

11:30am 5C light drizzle 
A mere 5 days ago, it was a winter wonderland here in Monday Forest, but the temperatures have been well above freezing ever since and the snow is long gone. It's a cold enough climate here that we expect to see snow on the ground all winter, but it can take a few tries at the beginning before it sticks. In the meantime, depending on one's perspective, one waits with dread or anticipation for winter to finally arrive.


This little cluster of cedar cones caught my eye. It made me think of the preparations all the wild ones make for winter. Much more life and death than remembering to empty the rain barrels.

21 November 2011

Monday Forest photo: November 21, 2011

1:30pm -3C sunny
A beautiful crisp, cool day. A cold front blew through last night, bringing clear skies and chilly temperatures - just right for a walk with the dog.


There's not a lot of greenery left in Monday Forest, but this fern is still standing proud.

04 November 2011

It was a very mast year


Last year the red oaks in our forest produced a bumper crop of acorns. The trails were littered with acorns and you would often get bonked on the head by one as you walked. Bluejays were plentiful and spent their days arguing and tapping acorns against tree branches. It made for an interesting soundtrack to the late summer and early fall. These years of abundance are called mast years and they are a pretty interesting phenomenon with a cascading effect on the ecosystem.

No one has yet been able to predict which years will be mast years for a given species. The theory is that normal years provide just enough food for a smallish population of animals to survive. In a mast year, such an overabundance of food is available that lots of acorns are left to germinate and grow up. Of course, the quantity of food available also results in larger populations of deer, squirrels, and mice, which have their own impacts. For example, all those extra mice are hard on ground nesting birds and also on gypsy moths, but good for owls and other predators. Life isn't easy, though, and the charitable oaks revert to their stingy ways the next year. No one seems quite sure what triggers all the trees to participate in the mast, as by doing so, they have to allot resources which would otherwise be used for growth.


One of the visible reminders of last year's amazing acorn production is the large number of red oak seedlings scattered throughout the woods. Now that everything is brown and bare, the bright red leaves of the tiny red oaks stand out like little beacons.

A great article on the subject was published in American Scientist magazine in 2005.

31 October 2011

Monday forest photo: October 31, 2011

11:30 8C cloudy
Last year at this time, I was moaning about the rain and mud that wouldn't end. Not this year. Meg is staying remarkably clean, and we are both happy not to have to do the twice daily laundry tub bath. The neighbours are saying they have never seen the water level in their pond so low, and they have lived here for 35 years. Our pond did manage to replenish itself after the little rain we have had this fall, and much to our surprise, it never was completely dry. There's no sign of the snowstorm that hit the east coast this week, and I am happy for it.

On a completely unrelated note, I have decided to do a daily blog for the month of November again this year. I have been struck quite dumb with writer's block these last few months, and I am putting myself out there with this commitment to hopefully get unstuck. I know there are bloggers who have done over 1000 consecutive daily posts, so my little 30 day challenge isn't any sort of accomplishment, except for me. So do feel free to mock or ridicule if I don't keep up - that's why I've gone public.

25 October 2011

Monday forest photo: October 24, 2011

3:30pm 10C cloudy
Only the oaks, beeches and the birches have any leaves left in the little woods. It makes for a nice sunny walk, but it's starting to look like it will look until next May. That's life in the north, I guess. Or my chilly corner of it, anyway. In the big city near here, they're forecasting the first frost in the next couple of nights, but my garden had frost weeks ago. It relieved me of having to care for my frost-tender plants for the last month, if that's any consolation (I guess it is).

17 October 2011

Monday forest photo: October 17, 2011

4:30pm 10C light rain
I'm always surprised, when I leave the old homestead, to find that the trees in town still have lots of leaves, and lots of them are still quite spectacular. Things are much more subdued here, but it hasn't dampened Meg's (or my) enthusiasm for our daily walks.

11 October 2011

Monday forest photo: October 10, 2011

3:30 pm 23C cloudy



Another glorious day. There won't be too many of these warm, dry days yet this year, so they are truly appreciated. On my walks these last few warm days, I've noticed that snakes, frogs, toads and insects are hanging out on the paths soaking up the sun. I managed to photograph a couple of insects, but the others skedaddled at my (very noisy) approach. All the dry leaves on the ground equal no sneaking up on anything in the woods.

04 October 2011

Monday forest photo: October 3, 2011

11:00am 10C overcast
Things are changing quickly in the woods. We've had a bit of rain the last couple of days, but that's forecast to end, followed by more sun. Last year at this time we were doing foundation repairs and it seemed the rain would never end. We still have ruts in the lawn from the heavy equipment sinking in the sodden soil. This year, we're having some drainage pipes installed to prevent the kind of yard flooding we experienced last spring and fall and the excavated soil is bone dry. We haven't been on this property long enough to know what normal is, but I suspect it's something between these extremes of wet and dry we've seen so far.

Last week, at the Tar Sands Action training session, we heard from native people who are directly affected by tar sands development in their traditional territories in the boreal forest of northern Alberta. It was incredibly moving to hear how the land, water, air, fish, and wildlife are all being poisoned by the bitumen extraction processes and how they are unable to carry on the traditional activities that had sustained them for thousands of years. I can't even imagine the connection these folks must feel to the land and the despair they must feel at the destruction of everything that underpins them. My own tenure here has been so short, and my connection to this land is merely recreational rather than essential for my survival, but I have a fresh appreciation for this tiny patch of forest and the life it supports.

27 September 2011

Monday Forest Photo: September 26, 2011


This isn't from Monday at all, since I spent Monday doing other things, more on which later. I took this picture on Sunday afternoon, but if I didn't tell you, you wouldn't have known the difference. I'd love to be a skilled enough photographer to have captured the golden light that exists in the forest right now. It's almost impossible not to be cheerful when immersed in that glow.

19 September 2011

Monday Forest Photo: September 19, 2011


1:00pm 21C sunny
Another glorious sunny and dry day. We've had very little rain this summer, so the soil is cracking in places and even the wet spots are dry. The pond is down to almost nothing, and the grass is brown except over the septic field and the areas with clay soil that were squishy underfoot until practically May. The forecast calls for some showers tonight, but lately, mere showers haven't actually resulted in much water falling. And what does is quickly absorbed by the parched soil and you can't even tell it's rained. Living in an area blessed with plenty of precipitation, this single season of dryness has actually been quite welcome. I'm sure that if it was to continue, there would be worries about the trees, and wells and water levels in the river, but for now, I am enjoying the fine weather.


This week did mark our first frost, so I decided to harvest the winter squash along with the last of the cucumbers. I took my chances with tomatoes, peppers and eggplants, because I could easily cover them, and I was able to keep them alive this time to hopefully ripen some more fruit before the next frost. The orange beauty in the centre (and the two smaller squash on either side) is a Potimarron squash grown from seed given to me by Ottawa Gardener this spring. It is said to taste of chestnuts. I think I will keep it somewhere where I can admire it for a while before eating.

12 September 2011

Monday Forest Photo: September 12, 2011

5:00pm 25C cloudy
 It's warm and threatening thunderstorms this afternoon. Everything is extremely dry, so any rain will be most welcome. I really ought to have taken the picture this morning when it was sunny, because the light at this time of year is just golden. I've been spending lots of time in the woods lately, thanks to the light and also to the lack of blood-sucking insects.


Asters are blooming all over. I always get a warm, fuzzy feeling when I see asters and fallen leaves. Can you tell I like this time of year?

06 September 2011

Monday Forest Photo: September 5, 2011

10:00am 15C overcast
Summer's over, right on schedule (equinox, shmequinox). Overnight it went from hot and humid to cool and breezy and some leaves have turned colour and a few have even fallen down. On our shallow soil, with lots of ash trees, and not so many big maples, the leaves drop early and without a big colourful show. It looks more fall-ish here than it does just down the road.



Any excuse for a picture of a couple of the "littles" as I call our 10 week old chicks. Martha, the Barred Plymouth Rock, is the prettiest of all the chickens - which makes up for her anxious and rather dopey disposition.

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