Winter Interest

By Mary Beth Pottratz January landscapes may seem bleak compared to spring fresh, summer lush, or fall glory, especially on a 15° day with sun barely peeking through dingy clouds. The ground is pale gray with refrozen slush. Tree trunks and branches stand out in dull browns and grays. Even the wintry sky seems washed…

Startling Juxtapositions

By Boak Wiesner Knowing that major drop in temperature was imminent this past weekend, I made a point to hie myself out the Arboretum in time to revel in the unseasonal warmth that Mother Nature was predicted to serve up on Saturday morning. And she did not disappoint. While I may not have moseyed around…

Dinner Time at the Arb

By Mary Beth Pottratz At 9° Fahrenheit and with wind-chill at 2 above, only a few other hardy souls brave the walking paths and drives at the Arboretum today. A dim sun surges and ebbs behind changing cloud cover. First it throws pale shadows, then its light recedes slowly. The walks behind the Arboretum’s buildings…

Welcome Sunshine

By Greg Lecker Crows caw in surprise at my early morning arrival.  Frost patterns coat the gate of the fence that guards the inner perennial and conifer collections from hungry and inquisitive deer.  At feeder stations adjacent to both the old and new dining rooms, many birds are flocking:  Northern Cardinals, Black-capped Chickadees, Red-bellied and…