Tag Archive: Texas

Fallout. A birding Nirvana.

This guest post is written by my husband, Steve Hannington. As a young birder growing up in Toronto, Ontario I fondly remember many spring migrations when the woods, the fields and the shoreline… Continue reading

Bird photography lessons at Brazos Bend

“It’s like going to the gym. You gotta do it and put in the work.” That was Andrew, our instructor explaining to our class of five that if we’re going to get good… Continue reading

Unprepared at Lost Maples

  I’ll be honest. We were not exactly prepared for this trip. Mostly it was because we don’t really know the Texas Hill Country area very well. We had been to parts of… Continue reading

So close, yet so very far away

Sometimes the birding gods smile upon you and you go birding and find exactly what you were looking for. Even better is when those birding gods really love you and that bird you… Continue reading

Hornsby Bend Observatory: An Austin Birding Hotspot

Yes, I hang around sewage facilities with binoculars. You already know that my husband dragged me to a landfill on our honeymoon in Mexico so we could find the Lesser Yellow-headed Vulture. My… Continue reading

Layer upon layer of birds

We were in the Big Bend National Park area for four days and two of those days we spent birding. Aside from the usual research we did in advance of our trip (Steve… Continue reading

West Texas Birding

  Chipping Sparrow   For all those people who think Texas is flat, you need to see see the Davis Mountains in West Texas. (Visit them before you go to Big Bend National Park, where those mountains… Continue reading

Looking for Whooping Cranes

Let’s just start with the fact that I’m not very good about being in the cold. Not my fault, really. It’s just that my hands turn blue pretty quickly and that’s a big… Continue reading

Being saved at Sabal Palm Sanctuary

The fan-like leaves of the sabal palms fluttered in the light breeze as if held in the well-manicured hands of a dainty southern lady seeking relief on a hot, humid day. I looked… Continue reading

The ecstasy and irony of finally getting that special lifer: the Swainson’s Warbler

The following is a guest post, written by my husband, Stephen Hannington.  I have been a keen bird watcher since I was six years old when a cousin introduced me to the world… Continue reading