I once would say that a heron sighting portends a good day. Now I see them daily, which makes sense: every day is a good one.

Actually, there’s a family of three. I understand the female is the larger one because she tends the nest. The juvenile is almost as big as the larger parent, so […]

The Eagle and the Full Moon on a March morning

After shooing them from the bike helmets, they settled here, behind the metal “tree.” As of mid-May, two eggs are hatched. Is it our reluctance to separate ourselves from the […]

I think it’s a California linnet couple who decided to set up housekeeping in the sculpture I compiled from construction scraps.

A flock of wild turkeys with two toms, the alpha puffed up in all his splendor. As the hens pecked, the males circled one another. If Beta infiltrated the female […]

3.15.13 Probably because the cattle on the hill are making such a ruckus, six blue herons–almost black–have relocated here today. When the cowboys separate the cows from the calves, the […]