Second Week of February: Lynxes Will Soon be Yowling
Text: Kristel Vilbaste
Photos: Arne Ader
Translation: Liis from Forum
Lynx track.
Enormous male lynx tracks on the snow. The lynxes have clearly started to assert their territorial claims. So soon we will hear, from the depths of the forest, the lovesick yowling of the big cat - urra-vurra-vää.
The four weather signs of the week:
sprouting potatoes,
the echoing calls of tits,
piglets and
icicles.
Peep Männil says however, on hearing about the hunters’ lynx story, that the wooing period of lynxes is still some time away – during earlier years it has started around March 5th. At least in Soomaa the family groups are said to keep together still on their winter walks. But there are other, quite true hunter’s tales, in Läänemaa a boar sow was seen with little striped piglets.
Frost on an icicle.
Drip-drip-drip
The warmth of the sun sends drips down the icicles. It is the time for really long icicles, the warm sun and frosty air stretch these ice carrots to extraordinary lengths. Outside my window there is a row of half-metre-long icicles. The sun already nibbles on the snow, little by little: the young apple trees in the garden show this, on the sunny side there is a hole in the snow at the trunk. At the same time the snow that has drifted down is light as feathers and flies away everywhere with the slightest breath of wind. The ice cover on the pond sags too more and more, the edges sticking to the shore are already a metre higher than the middle. And the forest rivulets ripple joyously, they seem not to become ice-covered at all this year. The ice on Lake Peipsi cracks and creaks, rifts running along the ice are clearly to be seen.
Willow catkins.
Sprouting time
I can’t say why this happens each spring at a certain time: within a moment the shoots on potatoes start to grow. And this whether they are in the well-lit kitchen or down in the dark cellar. Not even wise books can explain this phenomenon. The potato sprouts are now already two weeks old. Weather man Gennadi Skromnov says that even more curious is that the garlic has also started to grow, in the refrigerator: a little earlier they simply dried up as time passed, now there is green top growth. The Polish onion growers have a cleverer trick: they heat the onions so that they will not grow even in a garden bed in spring. But the Peipsi onions have green tufts crowning their heads. And in the yard the willows have beautiful white catkins.
Rushing tit song
I sat one morning in the sun on the veranda and listened to what the birds were doing, and noticed a curious thing: the tit song that filled the yard was somehow hurried: “tiitsu-tiitsu-tiitsu“. There is none of that ‘sitsikleit’ thing from the spring, the song is just hurriedly rattled out, no savouring. The crows are super-energetic and fly triangles, the magpies are no longer busy near the feeder but in the copse at the lakeshore. Ravens’ wooing I have not seen this year. But from the ice a white-tailed eagle returned from a fishing trip – they do not usually get here before May.

Bog in February. Alam-Pedja.
Drive off the bogey!
This year Shrovesday and madisepäev, Mattheus’ day, and the annual snowmums’ parade of the Green Party against global warming all fall on the same day – Tuesday, February 24th. And on top of it all it is a free day, being the birthday of independent Estonia. Because of the frost it will probably not be possible to build snowmums, but Shrovesday bogey or kada-scaring can be done. For this according to Mikk Sarv you stuff a man’s old suit with straw or hay, and this manikin must then be driven off your premises with rod-whipping. In this way you can hope to get rid of all that you do not want to carry with you into the coming spring.
FOR CHILDREN
Bone whirligig
The original reason for making whirligigs on Shrovesday has been lost. It can be supposed that the whirling should help to pull spring and life in motion again: the practice is known from the Pacific to the Baltic. But it is cool anyway to drill two holes into the shin bone of a pig, draw a piece of string through them, twine the string and then set the whirligig whirling!
Quotation:
The willows in the yard have beautiful white catkins