Hope is the thing with feathers
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.
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There’s nothing wrong with easy birding
There are the lovely, easy days where you get to stroll on a fairly flat trail by a river and come upon a bird you’ve never seen before.
I take more photos of birds when I’m not suffering
It was still dark as we loaded our gear into the van. Guayaquil, Ecuador is steamy even at 5:30 in the morning and I was already sweating. I lifted myself into the van… Continue reading
Strip birding. Because sometimes you have to.
After a very cold morning around 14,000 feet elevation we drove for several hours down to sea level to spend the next several days birding along the Ecuadorian coast. I went from wearing… Continue reading
High again
It might be a little like giving birth, I suppose, though I’ve never given birth. The saying goes that women forget all the labor pains and pregnancy woes and will go through it… Continue reading
Look or shoot?
When I first began birding with my husband I was carrying around a little point-and-shoot Kodak camera. Steve had the binoculars and I was tagging along as he explained the basics of bird… Continue reading
Business, birds, gators and drones. It’s all here.
I arrived at South Seas Island Resort on Captiva Island at night so it was dark and I had no idea what I was going to wake up to. This, guys. This is… Continue reading
Sanibel Island’s Bailey Tract is not a bad Plan B.
I totally needed something that was going to put me in a better mood, because I had just found out that the Ding Darling NWR was closed. And this was the only day… Continue reading
Listen to me: Always take the binoculars
I looked at the binoculars on the chair in my room and almost grabbed them. I don’t have room in my suitcase I thought. And when am I going to have time to look at… Continue reading
Just wait for the surprise to happen
A pail of white paint has spilled all over Antelope Island. With the exception of the main road that has been plowed, the whole island is pretty much colorless. Far away–about 500 meters–I… Continue reading