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|Archived Since:||March 5, 2008|
For the longest time, I just didn't "get" terns. Nowadays I can't seem to get enough of them! For the beginner, I think they're hard to separate, but the more time I get to spend with them, the clearer the contrasts become. Distinguishing...Show More Summary
Waiting for the ferry to Sapelo
The promise of hundreds upon hundreds of Snow Geese drew me to Forsythe NWR this past weekend... Their handsome white or shades of gray in the blue sky, the black wing feathers, pinkish bills and feet... All delightful against the winter...Show More Summary
I'm lucky to live along the coast and in a place where ducks like to be in winter; each town has its' own little pond just a block in from the ocean and each seems to attract a particular variety of waterfowl... Traveling from one pond to the next is half the fun; discovering what has shown up since last weekend is the best part. Show More Summary
All the chatter at work the last few days has been about the upcoming holiday meal and who's going where and cooking what. It's a pretty diverse crowd and I've enjoyed hearing about everyone's plans for Thanksgiving as well as their family traditions. Show More Summary
Cross-eyed (and beakless!) ; ) The plumes blowing in the breeze are kinda sweet, tho.
Tundra Swans over Cape May - October 2010
"What a needy, desperate thing to claim what's wild for oneself..." Can a kept hawk ever be a happy hawk, I wonder? Falconers will say their birds are well-loved and are cared for properly. I don't doubt that. Educators who work with...Show More Summary
A couple more from photography boot camp...
This photo is mostly about the clouds for me... (god, I love a wide-angle lens!) But there's the whole Persian mansion thing at Olana and finding a more complete view of it was very difficult. Frederic Church designed it that way; he...Show More Summary
Hmm... My only hint is that I've never been to Texas. : )
Brown Creeper, disappearing. Were it not for their predictable habit of hanging out in the trees surrounding the Sandy Hook Bird Observatory and climbing upwards (but only partway!) before swooping down to the base of a nearby tree and...Show More Summary
If only I'd gotten this hairdo... combined with this expression! : ) I wandered around Sandy Hook hoping for my first Brant of the season, but found none, despite they're being "in" already. Instead I spent the afternoon kicking up Golden Crowned Kinglets from the grass at my feet... Show More Summary
Anyone recognize it?
There is truth in a tree, yet it's of a different kind, now. It's not the verity born of strength and affirmation, but the peaceful quiet of fulfillment and endings. The passing of summer is the passing of beauty; first the chicory is gone and now the goldenrod has faded. Show More Summary
I spent a couple of happy hours stalking the willets feeding at low tide on St. Simons Island and never could figure out what it was they were eating... : )
So... what have you been up to? : )
Disgruntled beginning birders were the theme at Sandy Hook Bird Observatory today; my first volunteer day since, oh... June, I guess. Sitting behind the desk in that drafty building on the bay, on any given Sunday, promises a variety of experiences. Show More Summary