Another Year Among the Rotating Spheres
The shortest day has yet again dawned in New York City and each hour in the sunlight feels hallowed.
Squirrels Are Inadvertent Arborists
Eastern gray squirrels have a whole constellation of hidden sustenance that they will recover by scent or memory.
Ducks Arrive In Fantastic Feathers
Ducks are not like the rest of birds.
A Lingering Blush of Cold Dawn
Our star now breaks above the horizon at eminently reasonable hours.
Escape the City in Corridors of Fir and Pine
Like the Great Birnam Wood moving to Dunsinane Hill foretelling the downfall of Macbeth, a forest is invading New York City.
Garlands of Aerial Flotsam
The now-naked forms of trees are revealing summer’s detritus in their twiggy grasp.
A Tapestry of Trees at Your Feet
Midway through fall, there is a collage of local biodiversity in every park and neighborhood.
The Hazardous Fall of the Osage Oranges
Softball-sized and abundant, they can bruise a head as they tumble.
Golden Carpet of Rancid Butter
The putrescence you hopscotch around is the smell of butyric acid, the smell of nausea.
Yip-Howls Pierce the Night
For the next few weeks, coyotes will be particularly vocal—keeping track of their family members and warning off interlopers.
