An anhinga, snakebird or water turkey.
A black-crowned night heron put a jeweled crown upon my day.
Cypress knees.
An anhinga, snakebird or water turkey.
A black-crowned night heron put a jeweled crown upon my day.
Cypress knees.
I've heard so much about Avery Island, I was glad I got to visit it. Bird City and Tabasco go together like a horse and carriage.
Peaceful, ornate and humbling. A visit to a graveyard puts things in perspective. There is no need to rush to get there.
The perfect name for a street.
But even far from home, there are things that make me feel right at home.
I'm telling stories in Louisiana. It gives me the opportunity to do some birding along the Cajun Coast. It's warmer here than in Minnesota, enough so that it could be a different planet. Alligator, boudin, crawfish and waffles. Waffles make me wish I had lips like snowshoes, just like the Rev. Billy Wertz sang about in "The Waffle House Fire." See below.
I’m pleased to be somewhere.
I move about my yard. My yard is welcoming to all creatures.
The wind had erased all tracks but its own.
The snow had absorbed sound waves and quieted the world.
The feeders were filled with American goldfinches. That hadn’t always been the case. They are partial migrants. Some stay, some go, but most are nomadic. Winter weather could cause the tiny birds to move in search of food. The good thing is that they do come back. I keep the feeders filled so that it would be possible for the goldfinches to go home again.
A friend put up bird feeders at his new home. Birding is enjoyable and educational. The feeders drew a nice crowd, including a Cooper’s hawk. This accipiter feeds on other birds. My friend said that he liked feeding birds, but not to one another. This happens whether we see it or not. It’s the way of the world.
I may not always be pleased to witness such events.
But I’m always pleased to be somewhere.
Al Batt 2015
Sun dogs live here.
The weeds along the road ditch bowed to the wind.
I nodded at them as I drove by on a blustery day.
Roadside birds flew up ahead of my vehicle. Horned larks generally fly low and slowly off to the side. Lapland longspurs and snow buntings tend to wing upwards as if they were intending to leave the area. The snow buntings typically fly in a tighter formation than the longspurs. A Lapland longspur looks like a large, dark sparrow. Horned larks have a tawny color on their backs with a light underside. Their black tails stand out as they take off. The snow bunting males show a striking black and white as they take to the air when spooked.
The sun’s higher position in the sky changes things. It warms the inside of the car. It is a welcome thing. Winter is in no hurry to leave, but I’m headed down the road to spring.
I like winter. I like spring.
Best time of year.
"Boy's Best Friend"
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