Yesterday, February2, I spent the whole day out here from dawn to dusk. I just couldn’t tear myself away – chores at home, work assignments, family obligations all had to wait their turn. Yesterday was mine.

When you decide to spend a whole day (or more!) out in the wild, you begin to find yourself adopting the pace of the wild. It’s not slow, exactly.  After all, when you’re in a flock of European Starlings and Red-winged Blackbirds, you are flapping your wings every few seconds and flying to a new spot to look for seeds and bugs. And yet, the overall speed of the day passing by IS slow. When your only clock is the sun itself, you can let hours go by before you notice time has moved at all. It is a welcome freedom from modern life.

You may not have a day to spend, but I hope you can immerse yourself here enough to feel the pulse of the wild life: steady and sure, turning with the seasons, waiting for spring.