Roads End Naturalist

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


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  • Baby Spiders

    Once you begin watching spiders, you haven’t time for much else. ~E.B. White I have been raising some tulip-tree silk moth larvae at home and at work which has necessitated the periodic collecting of small branches of tulip poplar. Last week, when I cut one and brought it in I noticed one of my favorite… Read more

  • Spittlebugs

    In the spring, the eastern half of North America turns into one big spittoon… ~Amy Breau They have always fascinated me, these little blobs of “spit” on vegetation. Must be the leftover 4th grade boy that still resides in one corner of my brain. Once or twice a year, I can’t resist the urge to… Read more

  • King of the Marsh

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    Wherever there are extensive marshes by the sides of sluggish streams, where the bellowings of the alligator are heard at intervals, and the pipings of myriads of frogs fill the air, there is found the Fresh-water Marsh-hen… ~John James Audubon, as described by his friend, John Bachman, 1840 This post should have been written a… Read more

  • Tiny Dancers

    Some people look at big things, and other people look at very small things, but in a sense, we’re all trying to understand the world around us. ~Roderick MacKinnon Yesterday we hiked over to Morgan Creek at work to prepare for some upcoming trips with summer campers where we will sample the stream for macro-invertebrates.… Read more

  • Land Shark

    But somewhere, beyond Space and Time, is wetter water, slimier slime! ~Rupert Brooke I remember the first time I found one, years ago, I wasn’t sure what it was…some sort of alien creature? What impressed me was how long it was, and how slimy. And that head, that strange, oddly-moving head! Turns out they are… Read more

  • Just a Bird…

    Spend time every day looking and listening without any ulterior motive whatsoever. Look not as a writer, or as a philosopher, not even as a scientist or artist—look and listen, simply, like a child, for enjoyment, because the world is interesting and beautiful. Let in nature without the vast and complicated apparatus of duty, ambition,… Read more

  • Baby Buffalo

    Are you there? Can you hear me? Somewhere near me? In the morning, long ago, had to hold you so close, had to never let go. Time on the river sliding on by. Hard to believe, wink of an eye. Where’d you go, Baby Buffalo? ~James Taylor – song lyrics from Baby Buffalo I have… Read more

  • Our Special Place

    The land retains an identity of its own, still deeper and more subtle than we can know… Our obligation toward it then becomes simple: to approach with an uncalculating mind, with an attitude of regard…To intend from the beginning to preserve some of the mystery within it as a kind of wisdom to be experienced,… Read more

  • A Festival for Bears

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    May this intelligent animal always have a place. We need to better understand bears. ~Mike McIntosh Last weekend was the third annual Black Bear Festival in Plymouth, NC. I have missed the previous ones due to trips to Yellowstone, but I finally managed to visit this year. I was curious how the festival was organized… Read more

  • Those Eyes

    Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other’s eyes for an instant? ~Henry David Thoreau On any woodland walk in the warm months, you will run into a variety of spider silk across your path. And so it was recently on a walk in our woods. It was mostly… Read more

Roads End Naturalist

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

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