Doe Run Horse Country

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

Carson comes for a portrait

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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