My Minnesota

Across the township road, a pair of sandhill cranes rose trumpeting from the field as SiSi and I walked past at lunch time. Up the road a pa...

 First, let me wish everyone a fun-filled, safe and healthy holiday weekend to unofficially end Summer. Today's posting will be abbrevia...

When I started up the tractor this afternoon, a field mouse scurried out from under the engine cowling. The tractor had only been in its par...

Earlier today I managed to once again confuse myself about whether the understory plants I was pulling were actually buckthorn or some speci...

The hoary puccoon is blooming in profusion. Pink tints are showing from the beardtongue buds that  should open soon. The poison ivy we spray...

It is the best of times. It is the worst of times. (with apologies to Dickens) This morning I think I set a record for the earliest date I s...

Some, but not many, weeks ago we wrote about a plant that we couldn't identify that has popped up on many locations on our property, oft...

Ditches and roadside fields have erupted with ox-eye daisies and dame's rocket this past week and those are just the locations we coul...

We didn't even know there was a National Frog Month until a day or two ago. It comes in April, which is fitting, as that's usually w...

It's been a tough Winter. Meteorologically, it ended with February. We've been going through lots of sunflower seeds and suet, but w...

On our early morning return from walking SiSi, we met a strange stranger on the road. SiSi wanted to go play but the stranger didn't see...

How often have you studied a snow covered field and decided that it was empty, void of interest? Aldo Leopold would have us look more though...

More blue skies and sunshine. Early Christmas present? Most of the old time Minnesotans we know would claim that "we'll pay for thi...

As we approach the longest night of the year in the Northern hemisphere, we have been encountering unusual, if not downright aberrant, behav...