After the first cold settled in to Burlington, I knew that going to my phenology site would be like entering a new world. Sure enough, the trees lost leaves, decaying material littered the floor, and the once lively brook now seldom had life. Despite the change in the vegetation, life still existed. In the distance I could hear the peck of the Pileated Woodpecker. Each peck melodic as I examined the brook, which now had leaves on each side and at the bottom. Notably, there was some iron-oxidizing bacteria on one section of the brook. The next time I go I will see if it remains
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