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…
Return of the King
Or, more accurately, I’m the one who’s back to King Beauregard’s favorite haunts, where he’s been doing his Great Blue…
Don’t Let His Looks Fool You
Terence may look a bit like a gull when standing on a sandbar, but all resemblance disappears when he suddenly…
Gracie Glides Into the Wind
Gracie is a gracious Great Egret who greets me on the cove around midday. .. I try to photograph my…
Beau Flies and Cries
After way too long a wait, I set up my tripod, gimbal and camera on a friendly dock within sight…