Right Side Up

Excuse me, sir—is your beak pointing down? If you, gentle reader, were dressed as a Nuthatch, I’m pretty sure your … More

Morris is coo-coo in love

Coo…coo…coo! Here’s one of a pair of gentle Mourning Doves hanging out together in my bird garden. I don’t know … More

If you wish, it might come true! No sooner did I hope “maybe next time?” Carson might pose for a … More

You’re checking me out through the corner of your eye, young Mr. Carson Cardinal, so why can’t you come out … More

I fear Robert K. Downy Woodpecker may no longer be among us, but one of his progeny seems to have … More

“Innocent ingenue baby Say if I fell for you, baby Would you not love me too, baby Too?” Ira Gershwin … More

If you suddenly hear a Goldfinch, Eastern Bluebird, North American Cardinal, Tufted Titmouse and maybe a Bullfrog all singing in … More

“You talkin’ t’me? You talkin’ to me? “You talking to me? I don’t see nobody else…you talkin’ to me? “You … More

Don’t get anywhere near whatever it is that Tuffy is eating. He may be “only” a Tufted Titmouse, but you … More

If you had a black silk doctoral robe with red epaulets, wouldn’t you wear it? At least when lecturing or … More