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

There’s that tree again

All by itself, and excuse me if you’re bored, but I love the almost perfect conformation of this tree on … More

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

Behold my favorite view, along the road to our favorite pub. It’s a horse farm, I think—or at least a … 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

No sooner did I post the previous piece about juvenile Cardinals, than a slightly older girl with the most beautiful, … 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