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Header Image: Atlantic Coast Sunrise Sleepless nights were common for me about a week before Gini and I were married. Tossing and turning. Worry. Will I really be able to support us? Will she be able to put up with me all day, all night, forever? Anticipation. The night before the BIG DAY, was also devoid of sleep. But this was different. All I could think of was – HER. Eyes open,… Read More

Header Image: Carolina Redroot (Lachnanthes caroliana) Wait. Don’t you mean “Escape FROM The Swamp”?? We review the news from around the corner and around the world. Local roads and businesses are packed with people. Drama inserts itself into our lives unexpectedly. A dirt road leads into welcoming green pine forests where we soon encounter a small stream flowing under an old bridge. Cicadas buzz in a cacophonous wave which washes over our… Read More

It was getting warm. Comfortable. Not hot. Blue skies, salt water and the constant sounds of birds enveloped us in a cocoon of contentment. We exited East Gator Creek Road after thoroughly enjoying the performance of the Reddish Egret and drove out of the refuge to Parrish Park. The park is just outside the refuge at the beginning of the bridge over the Indian River to the town of Titusville. It’s a… Read More

(Header Image: Lake Kissimmee pre-dawn, light fog.) “It’s something different.” A phrase guaranteed to increase a birder’s pulse rate. “Yellow face, dark eye line, greenish on the back, white wing-bars, white underneath, dark throat – what in the world?” Gone. A couple of pictures. Sigh. Drive on. “There it is! There are two of them!”, Gini yelled and braced for impact as I slammed on the brakes. The two birds were in… Read More

Eight minutes. “Would it be okay if I go to the park in the morning?” “You know you don’t have to ask. Of course it would be okay.” “It’s just that I have this headache.” “You? Have a headache? That’s unusual!” “I think it’s a migration headache.” “Oh. C’mon, let’s go to bed.” She loves my witty repartee. Birders know the symptoms of the seasons, though. Each spring and autumn scores of… Read More