Posted in Birds, New Mexico on April 26, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Two American Goldfinches greeted the Thursday Birders at the Sandia Ranger Station in Tijeras. Their gold bodies glistened like tiny beacons in the new growth of the trees bordering a dry creek. The day was cool and calm, a respite from spring winds the prior few days.
From the archaeological site, Donna spotted a [...]
Posted in California on April 20, 2007 | 1 Comment »
The waves rolled onto the beach at Crystal Cove State Park just south of Corona del Mar on the Southern California coast. Visiting communities along the Pacific Ocean always transports me mentally back to my Santa Monica childhood. As my long-time friend Penny and I sat on the outside dining area of the [...]
Posted in Belen Marsh, Birds, New Mexico, tagged Belen Marsh on April 13, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Binoculars are probably the most essential piece of gear for a birding trip leader. On Wednesday nights, I always put mine on the kitchen table so they will be ready when I roll out of the house early in the morning. As I was this week’s trip leader to the marshes and flooded [...]
Posted in Birds, Texas on April 3, 2007 | 3 Comments »
I had to dig through the box to find rubber boots to fit my feet. The only ones my size were hip waders. After donning them, I strutted outside the visitor center at the Anahuac National Wildlife Refuge for our Yellow Rail orientation.
David Sarkozi, our guide from the Friends of Anahuac Refuge, [...]
Posted in Birds, Louisiana, Texas on April 2, 2007 | 1 Comment »
A slow storm inched its way across western Louisiana and west Texas the prior day, dropping buckets of rain. As I struggled to see the freeway in the driving rain, I thought about the neotropical migrants getting ready to make their way across the Gulf of Mexico that evening.
As we pulled into Peveto [...]
Posted in Birds, Louisiana on April 1, 2007 | 1 Comment »
The rain had stopped, but heavy black clouds hugged the sky to the south as we entered Lacassine Pool, part of Lacassine National Wildlife Refuge. We had driven on roads that criss-crossed the rice fields of southern Louisiana where dowitchers stood in the sodden fields with their heads bobbing up and down like miniature oil [...]
