It’s been a rough week. Since the last post I’ve not been able to get around to do much birding. I only went to the lake once because we were so busy at work (not a good thing for me or the residents of Hutchinson County when the ambulance is busy.) To top it all…
People outside the birding world may have missed it, but this week is the Cornell Lab of Ornithology’s Big Day fund raiser for bird conservation. Texas, especially the coast and the hill country, is the place to be during Spring Migration. I’ve also heard of a Big Week event in Ohio set to begin on…
I’ve been visiting Fritch’s City Park pretty regularly for several years. At first just to walk; 6 times around the perimeter is 3 miles and takes about an hour at my FOG (Fat Old Guy) speed and, since last year, to bird. It’s not a highly developed kind of park. There are swing sets and…
Last June a friend of mine asked me something about the `sparrows”.’ in his yard. I answered his question (can’t remember what the question or the answer was) and then told him that the `sparrows’ were actually House Finches. Like my friend, I had spent my life thinking that all the small brown birds I…
Sheila and I took a trip to the Gene Howe Wildlife Management Area this morning. It’s on the Canadian River just east of Canadian, TX, about a two hour drive from our house if you count coffee and restroom stops. We went up to that part of the Panhandle because I had read a report…
Well the sky was blacker than a funeral suit, Hotter than a depot stove. Hide in the cellar Here comes Amarillo Blowin down the road Ya got yer hail stones big as hen eggs, boy Yer clouds as green can be. Old mother nature’s raisin hell, She parked a pickup in a tree Tornado…
When my oldest daughter, now in her mid 20’s, was 2 or 3 years old I would get her up from her bed in the mornings and we would stand at the front door looking out at the promise of the new day as we packed away the night. One morning we opened the door…
I was only able to spend an hour birding this morning-other obligations cut it short, but it was a pretty good hour. It was overcast and early so the light at Spring Canyon was not the best for photos but I was able to get a few shots. The colors are a little flat, but…
“I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment, while I was hoeing in a village garden, and I felt that I was more distinguished by that circumstance that I should have been by any epaulet I could have worn.” -Henry David Thoreau I was late getting to the lake this morning.…
The magic word for birders. So maybe it wasn’t of the same magnitude as they get on the coast, where huge storms cause migrating birds to frantically flee to shore before they are blown so far out to sea that they perish from exhaustion, but still, we did get an decent influx of birds overnight…
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