Yesterday was a gem of a day in central Missouri. A cold front passed through our region during the early morning hours and, as I walked through campus just after dawn, a soft north breeze had pushed the hot, hazy summer off to the south.Birdsong was noticeably more vibrant while the cicada chorus, not fueled by tropical air, was less intense. Show More Summary
Every once in awhile...no, every day I am reminded that I may be the luckiest person alive. I have two healthy kids who are sweet and considerate and smart. I live in a beautiful place that I love fiercely. Everything on me works, and nothing hurts. Show More Summary
The Animas River rises in the San Juan Mountains of southwest Colorado; flowing southward through Silverton and Durango, it merges with the San Juan River, a major tributary of the Colorado, in Farmington, New Mexico. This past week,...Show More Summary
Yesterday afternoon, my wife spotted a walking stick on the ceiling of our back porch, a special treat for our two grandsons. Not always so easy to find (due to their excellent camouflage) stick insects are primarily nocturnal and are...Show More Summary
Springwatch explores the disappearance of garden birds over the summer months.
There was a bunneh holding a sunflower balloon when I got to Hodge's house on my birthday morning. That night, there was Grandma Cree's lemon pound cake, swimming in lemon sauce and so, so delicious, to share with Hodge, husband John, Corey and Phoebe. Show More Summary
For the past few days (and perhaps quite a few more), a dome of high pressure has settled over the Southern Plains and lower Mississippi Valley. Beneath that atmospheric dome, air is sinking and heating up, producing afternoon highsShow More Summary
Moving a basket of seashells yesterday morning, I was startled when a five-lined skink scurried out and disappeared beneath the deck. Its bright blue tail indicated that it was a juvenile, likely scouring the basket for insects.LikeShow More Summary
Dropping off last night's veggie scraps at our compost bin, I caught sight of a large centipede that scurried across the slatted wall as I opened the lid. These carnivorous arthropods date back to the Silurian Period, some 440 million...Show More Summary
I have so many favorite things at Mt. Auburn Cemetery, but I have to put the stone dogs at the top of my list. I couldn't remember having seen this fantastic monument, this faithful marble fella. Hodge said, "You've seen this one!" but I'm not sure I had. Show More Summary
After reading and writing about the journey of Lewis & Clark over the past few days, I decided to conduct an expedition of my own along the Missouri River. So, this morning, I headed south from Columbia, dipping across Gans Creek atShow More Summary
Is the Sparrowhawk an awe inspiring master of the skies, or an uninvited and unwelcome garden pest?
Guest blog from Pete Hill, BLF Dragonscapes Habitat Officer of the Amphibian & Reptile Conservation Trust (ARC)
Two and a half months after leaving Fort Mandan, Lewis, Clark and their crew found themselves at the base of the Great Falls of the Missouri. Hampered by rugged terrain, a carpet of prickly pear cacti, hail storms, hostile grizzliesShow More Summary
During the construction of their winter camp in west-central North Dakota, Lewis and Clark noted ice flows on the Missouri by mid November (1804) and reported that the river had iced over in early December. Breakup did not commence until...Show More Summary
Four months into their journey up the Missouri River, the Lewis & Clark party found themselves at the mouth of the White River, in southern South Dakota. From there, the Missouri would lead them NNW to Fort Mandan, their wintering site...Show More Summary
Having lived within the Missouri River watershed for much of my life (along the Colorado Front Range and in Columbia, Missouri), I decided it was time to read The Journals of Lewis and Clark. Not interested in wading through the official...Show More Summary
It’s a hot, humid day in mid-July, and a hooded warbler sings his clear, whistled “ta-wit, ta-wit, ta-wit, tee-yo” song. Because hooded warblers have one of the loudest and clearest of warbler songs, it can be heard a long distance, which may be why I can hear it despite a slight hearing loss as I age.
It never even occurred to me that celebrating my birthday in a cemetery was anything to remark upon, until someone remarked upon it. Mount Auburn Cemetery is one of my happy places. It's a place of great beauty, tranquility, comfort and happiness for me. Show More Summary
Having bred on the Arctic tundra or across the Northern Plains, shorebirds funnel south in summer, passing through the American Heartland from July through early November; for many species, August is the peak of their migration to southern...Show More Summary