Mississippi! Birds and Updates

This plant inspires me and it grows on the Live Oak in my new yard in Starkville. I find myself staring at it all day. Hoping the rain comes to replenish it over and over. There is a metaphor for life and grief in their somewhere.

#GlobalBigDay 2022 #Photoessay

The rarities list from ebird continues to astound. I mean we should have known right? That Stellars Sea Eagle was an omen of more amazing birds to come!

#Easter, Earth Week, and Birds

You might even think of faith as symbiosis or sympoiesis: faith is the relationship between the Egyptian plover bird and the crocodile, the wasp and the orchid, microbial civilizations in our guts and the memories we process.

A #Birding Journey Never to be Taken Again

While driving through southeastern Colorado, I realized I would never take the trip again.

Arizona or BUST! #SnowbirdLife

You may be wondering why or how it is that I get to be in Tucson.

What the Gulls Teach Us #BirdsTellUs

In the months of September and October, I embarked on a eastern seaboard fall bird migration trip that took me to the Eastern Shore of Virginia and Maryland as well as Barnstable and Provincetown on Cape Cod, Massachusetts. It was important for me to take this trip because it preceded my intense dissertation writing that

Birds of Prayer- #FallMigration on the Eastern Shore

Do you remember jumping out of the car and running toward the entrance as your parent yelled to slow down and stop running?
Well I got that feeling when I visited the Eastern Shore to Bird. Literally.

Those 3 Times I Saw a #GreenHeron

So I prayed that the Green Heron would not fly away and opted to walk further to an area where I could photograph it from a distance. I walked up on a group of Canada Geese…

Nothing is Separate

In “Gift of the Red Bird” Paula D’Arcy writes “I shut out all conversations around me and consider the idea that nothing is separate, and that the Earth, stars, trees, animals…everything…might be a sacred expression of God. Is everything Holy?

You Gots to be Lying, An #Anhinga in Laurinburg, NC?

My Angel son was an artist and loved drawing in black and grey and white. Such a bird would have been a welcome render for him. The day before this was hard for me. And the bird made a strange sound when it landed as though it needed me to know it was there.

I choose to believe this was a Sign from Heaven. And it was a comfort.