Spring On Penikese

In celebration of Penikese’s 35th anniversary, we submit this piece from the school archives, written in 2000 by David “Pops” Masch, founding school staff and eminent naturalist and folklorist.
Spring is bleak at Penikese Island — not a sign of green anywhere. The snow is gone, the rocks, carried here by the glacier that formed the island, are exposed. Days are usually grey and damply cold and windy, but today is neither. The sun has shown all morning, bluing the winter-grey sea. The wind is down and the temperature is in the high forties, almost balmy.
The boys are in a highly competitive basketball game, noisy and physical but so far harmonious. One of them asked me this morning why all of the roosters were crowing, and not just the “head honchos.” I gave the spring lecture on how longer days stimulate the gonadal development of birds and the resulting higher levels of testosterone that caused the crowing, the return of the killdeer, the red-winged blackbird, and the gulls to our island.
The longer days have stimulated sea worms to emerge from the harbor bottom and gather in great swarms to mate — hundreds of gulls are noisily gorging on this spring bonanza, and the guinea hens are chasing each other around in even greater hysteria than usual. The basketball game is getting old and the lads are starting to argue. Spring and testosterone are taking over: the kids want to dive into the frigid ocean to cool down and they will; they did yesterday.
Many years ago one of our kids, Joey - a small, curious, intelligent and ignorant - and I were sitting on the stone wall above the pig field on a day like today, enjoying the unfamiliar warmth of the sun when Joey asked, “Pops, is it summertime?”
“No, Joey, winter isn’t even over yet. It is just a warm day.” I answered.
“Oh, yeah,” said Joey. “If it was summertime there’d be all that green shit on the bushes, right? Flowers and shit.”
“That’s right, Joey, the leaves come in the summer.”
Joey walked away somehow pleased and seemingly satisfied. There is a lot to learn at Penikese Island for all of us. The first sailboat of the season has just emerged from behind the hill at the north end of the island, a red sloop heading eastward toward Quick’s Hole as a killdeer calls in the distance, the first this year. In fact, the first in this millennium.
Note: Did you know? Easter is always the first Sunday after the first full moon after the Vernal Equinox. This may be news.

