Why King? Because Nigel is a Yellow-Crowned Night Heron. Why no crown? Because he’s juvenile, and won’t get crowned until…
What Happened to Our Habitat?
Year after year, I’ve watched Olive and Orlando arrive from the south, build their big nest and raise a new…
Meet the Missus
Aha! I see a second Great Blue Heron not far from Billy! Having befriended other Great Blues, I know they…
His Own Protected Island
In my last post, I told a sad story about a very active nesting place for seabirds that had been…
Worth Their Weight in…
Gold? Really? Yes. In 1886, the ethereal, wispy mating plumage of the Snowy Egret sold for $32 an ounce, a…
Little Blue Migrants
Time was, years ago, when I was befriended by a Little Blue Heron whom I named Lyle, and grew to…
Comin’ at ya!
It’s been a big spring for Ospreys in my patch of the Atlantic Coast, with sooo many of these smart,…
Stopping to Think and Scratch
Decisions, decisions and many miles to fly before We reach Mexico. Where to eat? And what about A comfy roost…
Babes in the Woods
Night Herons are not an especially common sight in my local haunts, so when a photographer friend and I spotted…
Matt Seeks a Mate
Meet Matt, the Snowy seeker of love and meaning in life. He scampers past, head feathers up, beak open Calling…