Birding at Whitewater Draw in Arizona
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
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
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
Oddly, most people I know in Salt Lake City don’t visit the Great Salt Lake for which the city is named. It wasn’t until Steve, my boyfriend from Toronto, dragged me to the… Continue reading
When you travel over 6000 miles non stop, of course you want your own patch of grass. Actually, you deserve it. This deserving avian wonder is the Pacific Golden Plover (or Hawai’ian Kolea)—a petite… Continue reading
It was quiet and the Great Salt Lake was as still as glass. I may have counted about four cyclists on the whole island, and there weren’t a whole lot of cars. Most… Continue reading
When I stumble upon a bird’s nest I’m always fascinated by how it’s constructed. Today, in fact, when Steve and I were out running errands we saw loads of barn swallows building nests… Continue reading
When telling friends I was going to Panama to go birding, most of them thought Steve and I were going to be chasing down exotic birds like Toucans and Parrots. Of course, I… Continue reading
Last night after we finished dinner I could hardly drag myself back to the suite, as I was so tired. We had another wonderful day birding, this time at Lagunas and then Barillas… Continue reading