Forster’s Tern
Don’t mind me. I’m just flying by as quick as I can. Been busy going from here to there and back again. And diving in between for refreshment. A tasty snack as a reward for being so fast. Now try to catch me if you can!
Don’t mind me. I’m just flying by as quick as I can. Been busy going from here to there and back again. And diving in between for refreshment. A tasty snack as a reward for being so fast. Now try to catch me if you can!
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 […]
Remember the darling little chickadee babies born on May 21st? Coming from small speckled eggs, four out of six hatched. And now they’re starting to look like their parents, and ready to launch. I look forward for them to join the manor family and keep the garden chipper.
They’ve hatched ! Well, three out of four when I looked yesterday. Indeed, May 28th is the birthday for Azure’s and Celeste’s little children. Rather funny looking, but plenty perky and responded when I whistled my “I’ve got mealworms” whistle. Mom and dad sat nearby calmly while I […]
It’s been rather difficult to get a capture of Celeste, Mrs. Bluebird. When I head down to the garden, I whistle so she knows I’m coming, usually with mealworms in hand. She flies out of the box and promptly hides in a closeby tree. With time, she’s gradually […]
The Yellowbird by James Whitcomb Riley HEY! my little Yellowbird, What you doing there? Like a flashing sun-ray, Flitting everywhere: Dangling down the tall weeds And the hollyhocks, And the lordly sunflowers Along the garden-walks. Ho! my gallant Golden-bill, Pecking ‘mongst the weeds, You must have for breakfast […]
Well good morning Mr. Great Blue Heron. Why don’t you just fly in for breakfast? That certainly is a tasty fish you’ve got there. What are you going to do with it? Are you going to share? “Um…nope ! GULP!”
All lined up on the remnants of an old dock, these Ruddy Turnstones huddled in the light rain. Traveling through the Delaware shore in search of eggs from the Horseshoe Crabs. Mr. Willet, on the other hand was walking along the shoreline greeting us as he went by.
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 […]
A little gosling yoga session in the late afternoon along the water. A stretch here, a stretch there. Winding down for the evening. A serene evening, where all is safe and calm. “Peace is present right here and now, in ourselves and in everything we do and see. […]