I’m starting to see a few birds migrating through, now. Not a lot, but a few. The trade-off is that a lot of the summer birds have already left and I miss them. I haven’t seen any kites for a week or more, same with the buntings and grosbeaks. Time marches relentlessly onward. I went…
The last two summers have been beautiful, especially when compared to summers over the last decade or so. We had gotten used to days and weeks of temperatures over 100 degrees, dry, brown grass and trees, very little rain, devastating grass fires, and dry, hot southwest winds. There have only been a few days in…
On a beautiful, crisp November morning I drove to the cliffs at Lake Meredith’s Fritch Fortress. I had the 300mm lens on the camera. I walked down a pathway along the edge of the cliff scanning the water with the binoculars looking for migrant waterfowl. I come to this area 4 or 5 times a…
