Smith Oaks Rookery
Six years ago I went on a birding bus trip and got to see the Smith Oaks Rookery in High Island, Texas. It was amazing to see of hundreds of giant nests stacked… Continue reading
Six years ago I went on a birding bus trip and got to see the Smith Oaks Rookery in High Island, Texas. It was amazing to see of hundreds of giant nests stacked… Continue reading
Only recently have I noticed that different species of butterflies have different travel patterns and favorite locations. Goatweed Butterflies fly like birds – quick, direct, like they have somewhere to get in a… Continue reading
Spring is here and the woods are full of butterflies. The butterfly that has its name printed right on its wing is a Question Mark. (A Comma is also a correct answer, and… Continue reading
Our family tradition is to celebrate holidays a day or two after their real date, so that we can wait and buy the candy for half price. This year for Valentine’s Day, we… Continue reading
This winter I have been very inspired by the work of nature writer Florence A. Merriam. She was the first to write about observing birds alive in the field, rather than relying on… Continue reading
You may have heard of the Scottish tradition of First Footing — that to start the New Year off right, the first person to cross your threshold should be a dark-headed male, carrying… Continue reading
(With thanks to Hyacinth Bucket and her memorable announcements.) (Strictly speaking, some of these are “Marine Entertainments” rather than “Riparian.” ) On Christmas Day, my husband and I went birding on the Texas… Continue reading
In March of 2013, my husband and I took a trip to Jackson Hole, Wyoming, and we took a tour of the National Elk Refuge. I finally got around to editing those photos,… Continue reading
There is a bird up there somewhere. Let me zoom in for you. This is very exciting — this is the 92nd species I have documented on our farm over the last 7… Continue reading
On Thanksgiving Day, I walked off the turkey by exploring my mother-in-law’s yard for wildlife. Deep in the brush, I saw a warbler that I could never get a good look at, I… Continue reading