Head For the Healthy Winter Woods

Winter is approaching and fall has faded. Many birds are gone, some mammals have begun to hibernate, winter seeds are dotting otherwise lifeless looking plants, and the woods appear at first glance dull and slightly eerie. This all seems reasonable, considering that sunlight has dwindled, temperatures have dropped, and living seems hard.

Go outside, look, listen, and smell the air. What we see are glimpses into the lives of minks, otters, weasels, foxes, bobcats, coyotes, moles, voles, and others as we follow their tracks in the snow. What we hear are songs of procreation as owls, wild canines, and other animals not only survive the winter, but court, mate, and, incredibly, even give birth. What we smell are leaves decomposing, dampness settling in, first hints of snow, and a freshness that cleanses.

Winter is a time of discovery. Something magic happens as the days shorten; for three months it is possible to spend as much time outside at night as it is during the day, without losing any sleep. Most of the year we make our observations during the day. While many living things are active during the day, there is a whole world active only at night.

Winter is a great time to begin nighttime forays. Leaves have fallen, so the woods are open, the moon and stars appear brighter in the cold air, and the snow acts as a blanket of light. Winter sounds are less confusing, for there are no insects, and the diversity of what is moving around has decreased.

At no other point in the year is the virtue of a deciduous tree so evident. Silhouettes identify them. Sycamores, with their feet wet, take a bent approach as they reach for sunshine over the water. Tulip poplars stand erect like soldiers, with upturned seeds covering their crown. A few scarlet oaks stubbornly hold on to their leaves, clearly showing how much canopy they claim.

The individuality of each tree stands out as they etch the winter sky. Look close and you will see buds, the tree’s future lifeline, and a promise that winter will give way to spring.

On a moonlit night one can listen to the strange wail of a coyote or fox as they yip and howl with abandon in a much wilder way then at other times of year. Both the coyotes and the fox yowl for mates during the frigid nights of January and February. Owls are especially vocal this time of year as they are busy reinforcing their pair bonds, courting, mating, and caring for their young. Great horned owl hoots are presently echoing through the hollows and valleys, and if they have not already they will soon usurp an old hawk or crow nest and lay their clutch of eggs.

Barred owls will lay their eggs in February, and screech owls in March. Even with the possibility of food shortage and starvation, many animals not only survive, but they thrive during this arduous season. It’s certainly fascinating hiking through the fields and woods with less chance of bringing home ticks and chiggers. With flu season in full swing ask this question: Where are viruses and bacteria more likely to survive—inside the climate-controlled building, or outside in below-freezing temperatures? Give yourself a treat by spending this season outside and enjoy what could be your healthiest winter.