When momma calls it’s time for some crawdads
When the adult was nowhere in sight I heard its hen-like kek-kek-kek. She was calling her chicks who popped their heads up to see where she was.
When the adult was nowhere in sight I heard its hen-like kek-kek-kek. She was calling her chicks who popped their heads up to see where she was.
The trees were dripping with egrets and roseate spoonbills and though a soggy day, it meant very few birders were at the rookery.
We were late. This rare and endangered little hummer only hangs out in the area between December and March and we were there in early April and no one seems to know where it goes for the rest of the year.
Panama Days 4 and 5 Bird song recordings. Some use them and others don’t. When we were in Boquete, Panama, our guide, Terry—a resident expat from The Netherlands— doesn’t. We had been birding… Continue reading
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So, I had never been on an organized tour. Usually, Steve and I do what our birding neighbors and friends call “freelancing,” which is fancy for saying that we plan our locations and… Continue reading
It generally goes something like this: “Is that a….wait a minute, I think it’s…could it be?” I have only been birding for six years now and it didn’t take me long to figure… Continue reading
I also posted this on my other blog, Baby Aspirin Years. I felt that it should live on both blogs. (Apologies if you subscribe to both.) It’s the last day of 2012. There… Continue reading
The first time I went to Hawaii with my husband, Steve (the true birder in the family), I thought we’d see loads of fantastic birds. Why wouldn’t we? It’s warm and tropical and… Continue reading