The Flycatcher
To describe my lifelong fascination with flight and with creatures that fly I like to echo the words of John James Audubon who in 1839 wrote of himself as "...one who never can cease to admire and to study with zeal and the most heartfelt reverence, the wonderful productions of an Almighty Creator."
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Friday, August 12, 2005
Sunday, August 07, 2005
This immature Cooper's Hawk and its two siblings I met yesterday seemed very interested in me. I'm not sure if I was just an object of curiosity or a hoped-for meal. Their noisy commentary attracted a Red-tailed Hawk that seemed intent on catching one of them, but he immediately changed his mind and departed when he saw me.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
American Golden Plover has to be considered one of the most striking of shorebirds. I found this one on Anvil Mt. just a few miles north of Nome, Alaska, on June 13. The bird was watching me so intently, and was so determined not to leave this boggy patch of tundra, that I was sure there was a nest nearby. But the coloration of the mate that was probably covering the eggs would have made it a very challenging search.