You never get tired of looking towards the city.
Why is the familiar different now The river by the bend The trees, the rocks, the birds, the sky A thousand steps walked alone In solitude, nature was my friend And yet today, even as the bird sang its welcoming song As the winds of winter give way to the blossoms of spring As the… Continue reading Awakening
Words are inadequate. Schwabacker Landing in the Morning. And this is just the beginning.
Somehow, an eagle with a fish, being chased by another eagle, makes dull colors really interesting. Or not. These two juvenile bald eagles seem unaware of the bland coloration around them. There are (a lot of) fish in the water, meals to eat. Action. Lots of it. In bursts. Sometimes, you can wait for hours… Continue reading Dark colors, bland rocks, a river and two birds
I haven’t been to Occoquan Bay National Wildlife Refuge since spring. I’d almost forgotten what a great place this suburban refuge is for spotting birds. Perhaps it is the massive amount of flies that are very adept at finding places to bite you during the summer time. As I walked the trails at the refuge,… Continue reading Mid November Birds in Northern Virginia
Living in the suburbs of a major city has a lot of advantages. There are almost too many things that you can do. Museums in the city offer new opportunities for discovery. There are restaurants to go to, with a sampling of cuisine from all corners of the earth. Traveling bands of musicians fill indoor… Continue reading Ah, Wilderness!