Long Island’s Ponds and Their Flora and Fauna
In vernal ponds like Chatfield’s Hole in East Hampton’s Northwest, drought allowed some plants that only appear during dry times to thrive on a wide muddy shelf at pond’s edge, but with rain, they become dormant again until the next drought.
“These regulation changes reflect improvements to populations of scup, black sea bass, and summer flounder”
Scott Leonard oversees the Star Island Yacht Club’s expanded tackle store on Star Island in Montauk with a new focus on the needs of surfcasters.
Strange Yelps in the Night
This will be the year of the red fox. This one was spotted at the East Hampton Nature Trail.
A Lord of the Flies
During the Sportsmen’s Expo held at the Amagansett Firehouse on Saturday, Alfonso Marino displayed a fly he’s tied to lure big striped bass.
Culloden was just as grand as in previous springs, maybe even a little grander
The trail edges were carpeted with a variety of blooming wild flowers, including wild strawberries.
Vicki Bustamante Photo
Two forests dominated by broad-leaved deciduous trees that have hardly been cut over
Known as the Signature Tree, this American beech in Stony Hill Woods — an example of what archaeologists call an “arborglyph” or “dendroglyph” — is inscribed with the date 1908.
Two dozen hikers gathered in the parking lot of the South Fork Natural History Museum
Following Friday evening’s hike at the South Fork Natural History Museum, people shared hot cider and treats under the light of the full moon.
Carrie Ann Salvi
A wonderful mishmash of upland and swamp forest
Larry Penny visited Point Woods in Montauk recently with Andrew Geller, above, of Queens College and the Long Island Botanical Society.
The rumor mill is generating excitment and perhaps a few stretched truths.
Ken Rafferty, an East Hampton light-tackle and fly-fishing guide, reeled up this toothy barracuda in baby blue southern waters recently, but he’s preparing to go after striped bass at home in the near future.
Above, in North Sea, in several different spots there was nothing but bare ground with hundreds of little yellow domes, a burrow in the center of each.
Vicki Bustamante Photos