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Archive for March, 2013

Owlets Have Hatched

Posted on March 31st, 2013

On Easter Sunday, between mass followed by breakfast at Her Soup Kitchen, and making dinner for Ben and Michael, Miechelle and I were able to go for a walk at Old Man’s Timber.  The weather was gorgeous, a high clear sky with a light breeze out of the NW greeted us as we walked through […]

Prescribed Burn – A Test

Posted on March 24th, 2013

This week during spring break I have been able to spend a few days working at Old Man’s Timber on my timber stand improvement project.  As I mentioned in an earlier post, I have been doing a lot of weed tree removal and some crop tree release.  Given the amount of understory weed trees, I […]

After the Flood

Posted on March 21st, 2013

This week I had a chance to get out to Old Man’s Timber to continue my timber stand improvement work.  This day was especially satisfying, not so much because I made a some progress on weed tree removal, but because my two sons, Ben and Michael, joined me.  It was a real pleasure for me […]

Flood Stage

Posted on March 10th, 2013

Rain on snow, along with frozen soils, is a basic recipe for small stream flooding.  Given these ingredients, the result is that a high percentage of the precipitation becomes stream flow, with smaller amounts stored in surface depressional areas. This weekend, I received my first gage alert from USGS Saturday afternoon, and another today.  In […]

Trail Camera

Posted on March 8th, 2013

This evening I spent an hour or so looking back at trail camera photos from this past fall.  It is always really fun to swap cards from my camera, arrive home and view the camera photos taken during the past week or two since I last changed the card.  I have a couple of cameras […]

Owl’s Nest

Posted on March 2nd, 2013

Last night I went cross country skiing at Old Man’s Timber.  The night was a perfect February night, temperature in the low 20’s heading down to the upper teens, calm wind, clearing sky and a bright snow cover.  As I made my way along Locust Lane, I came upon a nice buck, and quickly stopped.   […]