Roads End Naturalist

Exploring the natural world as we wander at the end of the road


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  • Seek, and Ye Shall Find

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    The beginning of wisdom is to call things by their proper name. ~Confuscius This past month, I have tried to find 5 or 10 minutes each day at work to walk around the building breezeways to photograph any moths that were attracted to the lights the previous night. I hope to create a library of… Read more…

  • Tribute

    Wow, what a planet! ~Mary Ann Brittain, May 20, 1942 – March 17, 2019 I’m going to post something a little different this morning. A brief tribute to my dear friend and mentor, Mary Ann Brittain. We attended her memorial yesterday at her beloved Pullen Memorial Baptist Church in Raleigh. It was a beautiful, hopeful,… Read more…

  • Anticipation

    The sun’s summons will not be answered overnight, but the answer is inevitable. The first hungry bee at the first crocus hums of June, and the first green leaf forecast cool summer shade. All is in order. Spring is the earth’s commitment to the year. ~Hal Borland I have been extra busy this year at… Read more…

  • Into the Interior – Day 1

    Winter is not a season, it’s a celebration. ~Anamika Mishra A trip into the interior of Yellowstone in winter is truly magical. Most of the extensive road system is closed in winter to all but over-snow travel via snowmobiles or snow coaches. We had chartered a snow coach for our group so we could travel… Read more…

  • Moths in a Storm

    Intimate connection allows recognition in an all-too-often anonymous world… Intimacy gives us a different way of seeing. ~Robin Wall Kimmerer As the rains continue to pour down from what was the hurricane that mercifully just glanced by us here in the woods, we are both reading and pursuing some indoor activities. I decided to look… Read more…

  • Florence Cats

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    If you spend your whole life waiting for the storm, you’ll never enjoy the sunshine. ~Morris West Florence has already had a huge impact on things here in the Piedmont, far away from her predicted point of landfall. While this is minor compared to what people in the more direct path of the storm will… Read more…

  • Winter in the Woods

    There is nothing in the world more beautiful than the forest clothed to its very hollows in snow. It is the still ecstasy of nature, wherein every spray, every blade of grass, every spire of reed, every intricacy of twig, is clad with radiance. ~William Sharp The quiet beauty of a winter snow storm…this is… Read more…

  • Big Jaws

    The naturalist suffers a pleasant nuisance – not being able to walk 100 yards without being tied to the spot by some new and wondrous creature. ~Charles Darwin I’m afraid this applies to me and is often why it takes so long to hike (saunter is probably a better term for what I usually do)… Read more…

  • Cope-ing with the Rains

    If we can discover the meaning in the trilling of a frog, perhaps we may understand why it is for us not merely noise but a song of poetry and emotion. ~Adrian Forsyth My apologies for once again using this corny phrase in a post about Cope’s Gray Treefrogs (see previous post about their life… Read more…

  • Barking Up the Right Tree – Part 2

    Here are the answers to yesterday’s tree trunk quiz. How did you do? One of the largest trees in Eastern North America. The white, mottled upper trunks and branches make it one of the most recognizable of our trees, especially in winter. I have always called this distinctive tree, ironwood, due to its dense, hard… Read more…