We’ve been getting whip-sawed by the weather this December: below-freezing days interspersed with abnormally warm ones and, every now and then, torrential rain or feeble snow flurries. The result is not good for the vegetation juices, which start to awaken only to be put into shock. The wooded streams, however, seem to love life now: they’re running clear, cold, and full; sometimes icing over, sometimes bubbling unimpaired. The image below was taken yesterday morning:


(Brooklin, Maine)