Last week I headed to the Delaware shore in search of migrating shorebirds and in particular the Red Knot. I knew the Red knot would be elusive as the reports I had studied on the Cornell University eBird.org showed that they had pushed through earlier in the month. […]
Meet 6E4 a Piping Plover that I discovered while laying on the wet sand of the Bolivar Peninsula last week. Whenever I’m observing and photographing a flock of shorebirds, I’m also on the search for those that are wearing jewelry. As those that are wearing jewelry tell a […]
A Black-bellied Plover and I. Alone on the cooling sands of the beach. Curious of one another. Looking and wondering What is it that you’re doing? Shall we stay awhile and watch together as the sun gently sinks below the horizon?
It was dawn and the sun was slowly rising behind me warming the cool, damp sand below me. It was low tide along the Matanzas Inlet and there were several tide pools left behind The light was glowing at first, casting its golden sheen upon the water. Minnows […]
“Nature” is what we see— The Hill—the Afternoon— Squirrel—Eclipse— the Bumble bee— Nay—Nature is Heaven— Nature is what we hear— The Bobolink—the Sea— Thunder—the Cricket— Nay—Nature is Harmony— Nature is what we know— Yet have no art to say— So impotent Our Wisdom is To her Simplicity. by […]
Birds on the beach. White as the snow. Feathers blowing in the salt misted breeze. Watch out, here comes a wave!
An odd looking bird that seems to part of the natural landscape along the seashore is the Brown Pelican. Living along the eastern and western coasts of America, they are seen from southern California to Ecuador, and Maryland to Venezuela. A large stocky bird with a stretchy scoop […]
Wanted to pop in and say hello from the Sunshine state. The weather has been divine, but it is time to return home. The sun has had its last sunset on my beach holiday. I’m going to miss playing in the surf and sand with all of the […]
I couldn’t say it any better than David Gessner at Orion Magazine. When You See a Skimmer by David Gessner.
As Faith Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many […]