What’s Fluttering my Feathers?

It’s not the wind that’s fluttering Wendell’s feathers… It’s not a bad case of Bed Head… It’s not even cold … More

The Sad Fate of Runaway Sneaks

When a sneaker runs off, it may be sunshine and smiles for a bit, but our countryside is littered with … More

Don’t wear your Sunday best today. We’re walking down a semi-secret path that wends through sorta-dry land to the center … More

Otis the Great Blue Heron is such a handsome git that I reach for my camera every time he comes … More

Mid April. High fifties Fahrenheit. Ten mph. Out here on the beach are two parties. One guy with a camera. … More

In the course of greeting Otis (Sitting on the Dock of the Bay) the great Blue Heron, I was fortunate … More

Sammy, our Snowy Egret buddy, returns today as the tide recedes, to feast on small crabs and other sea critters … More

Otis the Great Blue Heron was Sitting on a Dock of the Bay, peaceably fishing in one of his favorite haunts, … More

In 1922 , the USSR, BBC and Eskimo Pie all began, the Ottoman Empire ended, and an heroic attempt to … More

This closeup of the “Rainforest” display at Longwood Gardens in Winter 2019 shows Cymbidium Orchids of an almost animal hue, … More