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
Steve kept telling me that anaconda wouldn’t attack something too large to eat, but it takes more than a few days to undo years of watching Discovery Channel.
Hummingbirds would stick their beaks into the plastic flower on the feeder only to find nothing, and then fly away. Any minute someone was sure to bring the nectar. First there was just… Continue reading
I felt as though I was looking for a unicorn. How do I know that this duck exists if I can’t see it?
There was a knock on the door. I could still hear it even though I had earplugs. I rolled over and looked at my iPhone and with my middle-aged vision barely made out… Continue reading
I was a little out of breath after climbing the metal stairs to the top of the 94-foot high tower. It was then when our guide Marcelo turned to us and asked, “You… Continue reading
Hoatzin. I just love saying it. You say it like it has a “W” in it. HWHATZIN! It’s odd looking. It makes a sound that reminded me of bagpipes filling up with air.… Continue reading
I held a hummingbird in my hand today. To hold such a tiny, beautiful creature was thrilling. It was as if time had stopped in my hand. There were over a hundred other… Continue reading
It was the last day in Southeast Arizona and all weekend all I could think about was Saguaro National Park. We had been there before and I was eager to return. I love… Continue reading
Where is the water? If there’s going to be Sandhill Cranes there has to be water. Let’s be honest, Arizona is pretty dry. So when I heard some birders talking to Steve the day… Continue reading