Welcoming a Cooper’s Hawk to our Yard
The Cooper’s Hawk wings in for a landing, long barred tail fanned wide. Seconds before, all songbirds…
Driving well below the speed limit, I took a day and a half to cover the 600…
“What would the Juniper hairstreak butterfly do without the tree that bears its name? How about the…
Yesterday, I counted 13 Pygmy Nuthatches on one caged suet block–sending the feeder spinning like a carousel….
As November comes to a close here in Bend, Oregon, I am settling into the shorter days,…
“You can love completely without complete understanding.”—Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It and Other Stories When…
I’m lying on my back on the floor after running headfirst into a window and striking hard…
How is it that mist becomes an archway over Coos Bay? How is it that worries mist…
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