A Walk In Snowy Woods

We have simple thoughts in snow.
It's a peaceful time, somehow. We have peace thoughts.
We also contemplate: Relax, have insights, make plans.

Yesterday, for example, December 10th 2016, we had cut and burned brush to improve the ecosystem's health. During the night, bonfire coals slowly smoldered. Today they are still hot.

Yesterday's bonfire consumed ecological evil.
Now the light-loving "swamp white oaks" along this stream will be able to reproduce.
Next growing season, blue-spotted salamanders and woodcocks and friends 
will have more plants (and prey) to eat.

Coyote tracks are everywhere. The woods seem chill and empty, but the coyote tracks say different. They eat the white-footed mice, squirrels, and rabbits - so much more common now that the oak woodland is recovering from the excess shade.

How do we know this is a coyote track? Three clues are decisive. Deer tracks would show
two hoof prints. These, even in the fluffy snow, show the five pads and a couple of claw prints. How do we know it's not a pet dog? Because there are no human tracks yet today, and at Somme
dogs always come with their people. 

At least two coyotes had been most everywhere we walked. Their tracks told many stories. Very often (as shown below) their separate trails came together and the second coyote walked exactly in the footprints of the first, for a while.

Here the tracks cross the cold remains of a burn pile from last year.
It takes a few years before the burn scar vanishes into the ecosystem.
But what is that streak of pastel color we notice?

Urine and blood, apparently. Is the coyote sick? 

Loving nature has its challenges. We can't deny, we love the trees, we love the birds and rabbits in their clever hides. We love the coyotes. But if we love the coyotes, do we root for them to kill the rabbits and voles? It doesn't make emotional sense to hope the rabbits get away and hope the coyotes catch them.  We want to learn to love nature for nature. So, we love the rabbit, but we also appreciate the fact that the coyote eats some of them.

But do we really want to look at photos of blood and pee? Perhaps not, but there's meaning in it. When female coyotes are ready to mate ("in estrus") a bit of blood comes out when they pee. This is actually a photo of nature at work. 

Many parts of Somme Woods have large numbers of downed logs. The coyotes like to use our trails, but their tracks often detour over to logs to check for hiding food. 

We found what looked like skunk or opossum tracks and followed them as they disappeared briefly under logs and into holes in old tree trunk. When we finally found the animal, it was indeed a possum. Whatever will it find to eat in all this snow?

This cutie-pie "played possum" while Eriko Kojima slowly moved in to take this photo
 from about a foot away. Then we quickly and quietly moved away to let it be. 

This downed and sectioned snag is a casualty of November's prescribed fire. It had been in flames, and the burn crew cut it down to put it out. (A standing burning snag is nearly impossible to extinguish.) Letting it burn would have been best, ecologically, but the spectacle was visible from a busy road, and complaints would have been a headache. Old dead trees are good habitat and good for the woods. We try to protect them by raking around them before burns. This one we missed. 

Downed trees catch fire also, under some conditions. Too many of them make the burns difficult; putting them out wastes time; there are too few people to get as much burning done as is good for nature. Public education should make some of these problems easier over time.

Linda Masters stopped by the Big Tree. This bur oak is probably well over 300 years old. Compared to this tree, the United States of America is a youngster. This fall, the trunk had a big "chicken of the woods" mushroom growing out of it (surviving now as a pale blob in the middle of the trunk, about a foot higher than Linda's head). The oak won't live forever. And there are no young bur oaks anywhere near by. It's been too dark for this species - the most light-lovingest tree of them all. It hasn't had a single successful seedling in this part of the woods for (human) generations. We resolve to cut enough brush to give it light and a chance.

Shrubs are crucial 

to many types of birds 

and other wildlife. 

Many shrub species are  

being lost from most woods. 

We recently 

have increased efforts 

to plant, cage, and pamper 

wild plum, hazel nut, 

black haw, nine bark, 

and others - 

as we have helped out 

many animal 

and other plant species 

that are now, once again 

holding their own 

at Somme.

To our surprise, Travis Kaleo added wahoo shrubs to our Somme Woods plant inventory. Eriko marked these with ribbons so we could find them in the winter, to cut excessive shade away for the next growing season, to cage some from the deer if necessary, and to protect them from future fires until they have recovered a healthy population.

Thoughts.

Snow time.
A good time for stewards of nature.
Like all times.