Tag Archives: Adelaide Tyrol

The Outside Story
May 3, 2018

Mute swans, beautiful but harmful

By Meghan McCarthy McPhaul

The big white birds paddling gracefully across a Massachusetts pond last November surprised me. I’d grown up in the town I was visiting and had never seen swans there, although my friend assured me they were resident birds. The only mute…

Spring: raccoons and other mischieveous critters
The Outside Story
March 30, 2018

Spring: raccoons and other mischieveous critters

By Meghan McCarthy McPhaul

Often, during my forays into the woods behind our house, I wonder who might be occupying the holes carved into tree trunks by time and nature. The barred owls I hear hoo-hoo-hoo-hooing, maybe, or the chittering red squirrels. And, chances are,…

The Outside Story
January 4, 2018

Quaking Aspen: capturing winter light

By Meghan McCarthy McPhaul

Near the house where I lived during my Colorado years, there was a trail that wove through a sprawling grove of perfect quaking aspen trees. In spring, the soft green of emerging leaves was one of the first signs of warming…

The Outside Story: How loons winter
The Outside Story
April 13, 2016

The Outside Story: How loons winter

By Tiffany Soukup

When I was a child, I looked forward to spending summers with my grandmother at our family cottage on a Canadian lake. Every year, as soon as I was out of the car, we would run to the point to look and…

The Outside Story: How are caves created?
The Outside Story
March 23, 2016

The Outside Story: How are caves created?

By Susan Shea

To enter the cave, we donned hard hats and descended a vertical drop with the aid of a rope. We crawled on our knees and bellies through a wet, narrow passageway, emerging into a large underground chamber that contained a small lake….

The Outside Story: Weasel “Evel Knievels”
The Outside Story
March 16, 2016

The Outside Story: Weasel “Evel Knievels”

By Elise Tillinghast

My friend Gordon Russell sent me a letter recently describing a wildlife encounter. He had been following deer tracks along a stone wall when a movement caught his attention. “Almost before its image could travel to my brain,” he wrote, “the…