As winter sets in and snow sticks to the ground there are less signs of animals, and plants have gone dormant. The snow provides a perfect backdrop for the rabbit tracks that I saw in my phenology place. It’s the ideal opportunity to see the path the rabbit takes. I was able to follow a pair of tracks all the way from outside of the woods until they disappeared into the center. The trees have all dropped their leaves which are now either decayed or covered in a layer of snow on the forest floor. The great white oak in the center of the woods, no longer holding its fiery red leaves from fall, now stands looking old and twisted amongst the gray, snowy sky. The only green that remains is the pale, darkness of the Eastern Hemlocks. Berries remain on prickly bushes, as the only thing remaining to indicate the buckthorns of the woods.
