Nova Scotia was ablaze with autumn’s glorious hues this past Thanksgiving Weekend. To earn – and the next day, to wear off! – our Thanksgiving roast chicken dinner, Vilis and I hiked in the ...
In late May, Vilis and I spent six days based in Anchorage, on Alaska’s southwest coast. As our jet approached the city, gaps in cloud revealed range after range of snow-capped peaks and snow-st...
Spring has sprung, the grass is riz, Red foxes are pouncing where meadow voles is. Poor poetry, but true. During the past week, I’ve watched a red fox, Vulpes vulpes, hunting in the parkl...
Kek-kek-kek! The pileated woodpecker’s loud, sharp call rings out in our northern Nova Scotia forests year-round. I always feel a thrill when I spot a pileated lurching its way around a tree tru...