Love that Bird

One of my all-time favorite birds is the Cedar Waxwing, which is a close cousin to the Bohemian Waxwing, and their differences are unknown to me so I’m assuming this picture is of the Cedar Waxwing: [Read more...]

You a Birder?

Kris and I are amateur birders, and we have a well-worn Roger Tory Peterson Guide to prove we’ve been at it awhile. Neither of us is good at bird calls, but I envy those who can identify the odd migrating warbler by sounds/songs. I can’t, though I know most of the birds in our area. [Read More...]

The Life of a Crow

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Ring-necked Duck

We spotted a pair of these the other day on the little lake in the middle of the village. A Ring-necked Duck — first time I’ve ever spotted one. [Read more...]

The Birds, our Teachers

It’s the time of the year here in Chicagoland when bird variety is diminished. On and around our feeders were see chickadees and goldfinches and cardinals, and on the ground we see those sharply colored northern juncos. Sparrows, of course. But not much else. As I was observing their busy ways in the cold of [Read More...]

Another blue bird in our backyard (not a parakeet)

We just spotted this Indigo Bunting at our feeder.   [Read more...]

Spring Birding

We’ve seen some old (bird) friends, some new ones … we’ve seen lots of birds this Spring: [Read more...]

A Father, a Son, and some doubt: Day 2

We had a great empathizing and praying for a father; so many good responses. And “Dad’s” response yesterday showed what a blog community can do for folks. Here is the response I wrote to him, now just a little fleshed out than the note I sent to him last week. By the way, Ken White’s [Read More...]

Hummer

Here’s one of the little female hummingbirds that visit our feeders throughout the day. When the days are cooler, they aren’t around much; on warmer days they visit us all day long. Some of their aerial combats have been awesome. [Read more...]

Birding

Monday morning early, with the sun high on a tall, tall pine tree in a neighbor’s yard and I, sitting on my back porch sipping a cup of coffee, saw six Cooper’s hawks at the top of the tree. I had never seen six Coopers at once. But there they were mapping out their food [Read More...]


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