Where there’s 350,000+ Purple Martins there’s a party

First there were about 50 birds up in the sky circling overhead. Then another group came in—this time a hundred or so. It was still pretty light outside. Then bigger groups of Purple… Continue reading

Nighthawks, Dickcissels and Boat-tailed Grackles at Anahuac National Wildlife Refuge

Boy, what a difference in just one day. The same day Central Texas was being pummeled with flash floods and tornado warnings last May we were about 200 miles away at Anahuac National Wildlife… Continue reading

Great Egret and her chicks: Learning to eat takes practice

Think about it. You probably weren’t that adept at eating right off the bat, were you? Chocolate all over your face. Cheerios strewn on the floor beneath your high chair. And let’s not… Continue reading

The Roseate Spoonbill Project

First spark It was in Rio Lagartos, Mexico on our honeymoon on a little motorized boat in the middle of an estuary that flows into the Gulf of Mexico. It was that day–that moment–when I… Continue reading

When momma calls it’s time for some crawdads

“Go to the next lookout and you’ll see the Purple Gallinule and her chicks.” That’s what another birder told us just after we arrived at the Smith Oaks Sanctuary at High Island. I was… Continue reading

There’s a lot going on

The dust hasn’t settled just yet, but we landed in Austin, Texas last month and we’re in between homes for just a few more weeks. But there’s been enough dust settling to allow for a… Continue reading

We’re on the move

Utah and the Great Salt Lake have provided extraordinary birding experiences for us while we’ve lived here in this great state. But my job is taking me to another great birding state–Austin, Texas!… Continue reading

Leave no stone unturned

The Everglades get all the press. Most folks will turn the direction toward the Everglades off the Florida Turnpike, yet just outside the town of Homestead if you turn the opposite direction you’ll land… Continue reading

Idiot moments in birding

The path we were on was leading us to a pond where we would likely see some good wading birds—essentially anything in the heron family. It’s November and we were at the Key West… Continue reading

Hope is a thing with feathers

A needle in a haystack. That’s what looking for the Esmereldas Woodstar is like. It’s our last day birding along the western coast of Ecuador with our guide, José. There’s really only one place… Continue reading