If there is one thing COVID-19 cannot derail its bird migration. Spring migration is a time where birds travel south to north, from South America or South Texas to Montana, Wisconsin, or even Canada. Some birds stay behind longer than most, allowing me to photograph and record their gifted stay.Continue reading Looking Up
First day of full sun and wonderful temperatures means tulips! I visited the rather small, secluded, and oh so beautiful Botanical Gardens of Grapevine once before, but it was raining. Not this time! I managed to get the wide angle tulip shot I wanted to capture, flowers, bugs, and bird. All in one day!Continue reading The Botanical Gardens in Grapevine
I know what you may be thinking. Aren’t local parks dangerous?
One should always be on a heightened state of alert when parking at a large public space for free. If I were a single woman I wouldn’t do it. I’ve always said public parks are where the dead bodies end up. Case in point, I was recently diverted from Denton Creek, one of my favorite Texas parks, for another in Bob Jones Park. The issue? Four squad cars were blocking the entrance. Now cops may not have discovered a dead body because I did not see yellow tape in the vicinity, but it couldn’t have been good whatever it was.Continue reading Local parks are the place to be
“Hey man! Love your stuff!” I messaged a most amazing photographer on Instagram. “Love your birds!” The Australian replied. “I’ve been showing your birds to my dad.” My soul basked in recognition.Continue reading Bird Photography Conjures The Best Memories
The first week of May usually means peek spring migration. My goal was to observe spring migration this year feeling as if I missed spring migration of 2018 and having had such a fantastic time birding during fall migration last year.Continue reading I came, I saw, I birded
I never felt compelled to study birds living on a ranch with horses and chickens. As a matter of fact, I never really looked up or sadly cared to listen. Technology was in its infancy. It was almost as if every single day someone somewhere was creating a new way of doing something. I had to be apart of whatever “this” was. Most of my generation did.Continue reading Creek Thoughts
There isn’t much to see at my house feeders during winter besides the usual Texas suspects — house finches, starlings, cowbirds, and the like. A recent cold front does bring with it a visitor or two. All one has to do is have the wherewithal to get out of bed in the middle of a cold drizzle and drive miles to the middle of nowhere. Last year I decided to have my global big day at Denton Creek as a way to force me to get the lay of the land. I counted twenty-three unique species that day. If the weather were to bring anything special with feathers, Denton Creek is an ideal spot to observe. Denton Creek’s trails are ideal for mountain bikers. When it rains, it’s known for birding. I was up to the task!Continue reading A Winter Rarity
I used to believe a sparrow was a bird frequenting residential feeders. Photographing more than ten different species of sparrow I now think otherwise. Nine of the ten sparrows I’ve observed inhabit a small creek right down the street from me. We all know what a house sparrow is. There may be a few you have yet to see.Continue reading In the Sparrow’s backyard
There are two cedar trees in all of Frisco where I have discovered dozens of yellow-rumped warblers. Enclosed in fencing and elevated above a drainage system, this area is prime real estate for avian wildlife showering it up and snacking on cedar berries prior to arrival at their wintery Texas retreat.
Cold fronts bring birds.
I have literally counted down the days for fall. Now that it is here, I don’t ever want to see it go. You can literally watch displaced birds from cold fronts go crazy over the newness of their timeshare. Continue reading Fall weather musings