Earlier in the week my friend and I went into the Baltimore Harbor in search of boobies. Yes ! Boobies. We even found a pair of boobies. Brown Boobies is what I mean. Brown boobies are a tropical bird known to grace the waters southwest of Key West […]
The autumn wind is a pirate. Blustering in from sea with a rollicking song he sweeps along swaggering boisterously. His face is weather beaten, he wears a hooded sash with a silver hat about his head… The autumn wind is a Raider, pillaging just for fun. Steve Sabol
The air was heavy this morning as I drove on the dirt road towards Bombay Hook National Wildlife Refuge. The meadow was full of promise, with baby bunnies running alongside and birds singing on the wildflowers. Once again I have returned to Bombay Hook as the birds have […]
The remarkable bill of the Black Skimmer sets it apart from all other American birds. The large red and black bill is knife-thin and the lower mandible is longer than the upper. The bird drags the lower bill through the water as it flies along, hoping to catch […]
Today I went chasing a different kind a bird. A bird that is a deeply seated in American tradition. What is more American than American baseball? The Baltimore Orioles, or more fondly called the “O’s” have been around for over 115 years. Baltimore’s own Babe Ruth played on […]
Along the marsh of Bombay Hook National Wildlife refuge, shore birds are beginning to collection in high numbers. On their migrational route north, Bombay Hook is an essential rest stop along their journey. While watching a number of wading birds, a pair of dueling semi-palmated sandpipers caught my […]
Tropical waters cooling with their turquoise waters. Powder soft sand lending to a soft bed. What more to do but to bath in the sun.
Nestled near Rock Creek Park in Washington D.C. is the beautiful and elegant estate of Majorie Merriweather Post. The heiress of the Post cereal company, and Birds Eye, she purchased the home in 1957 and made it her home and museum for her fine collection of decorative arts. […]
As in a Sunday morn, it is only fitting that we enter into the cathedral of libraries. The Main Reading Room at the Library of Congress. The painted dome of the Evolution of Civilization reigns high above this room of learning and knowledge. Remarkable in its own right, […]
Frozen with fear. Frozen with the unknown. Frozen in time not knowing what step to take. When is the thaw? When will I know? When will it be time to dance?