After a few nights of air-you-can wear, it was comforting to have to dig out the puffy jacket while gazing at the stars. No skunks this evening. I suppose they’re not back from their field trip to Washington D.C. for the big birthday bash. The coyotes were practicing for their summer concert series. I really …
It started out innocently enough—no one would get hurt, no laws would be broken. Well, maybe one or two, but they were small laws. All I had to do was drop my friend at the designated spot, then (quickly) pick him up when he called. He even bribed me with a couple doughnuts to do …
As every seasoned birder knows, you should always be prepared for anything and everything when you’re out on the trail. Basics kit, like binoculars and camera, along with a notebook and pen, should be second (or first) nature. A couple days ago I was not prepared; no binoculars, no camera, nothing, when I had an …
The English translation of that is, “White Head Light,” however, since this was taken on the Gaspe Peninsula in Quebec, Canada, this summer, I’ll stick with the French spelling. The lighthouse overlooks the oft-photographed Rocher Perce (Pierced Rock) and Ile Bonaventure (Bonaventure Island). The island is a nesting ground for thousands of seabirds, including a …
As luck will have it, I’ve been so busy of late I haven’t had time to do anything. (Thanks for the kind words, Yogi.) I finally got around to sorting through the last of the images from the recent western trip Susan and I completed in October. One of our planned stops was the Black …
One of the joys of travel is that sometimes you’re in the right spot at the right time. Too often you’re not—as in, “ya shoulda been here yesterday.” Well, for Susan and I, along with our friends Bobb and Kathy Barnes, on Indigenous People’s Day this past October, we were spot on. Santa Fe, New …
Witt’s End 