Saturday, March 6, 2021

rare sighting

We had a wonderful trip to Merritt Island last week. 
The large flock of Blue Winged Teal were spending their day in the shallow waters. 
And there hidden in the grasses was the adult breeding Cinnamon Teal.
This lone duck joined this flock two years ago and migrates with them.
Somehow he lost his own and was accepted with this happy group.

I wonder if he knows he's different.
I wonder if he will find a mate among the group
I'm left to wonder without answers..

Happy we were in the car when this alligator decided to cross the road.


Tuesday, February 23, 2021

Black Crowned Night Heron

Incoming Black Crowned Night Heron

Landing on the edge of the pond at sunset,

to contemplate what to have for dinner.


Friday, February 19, 2021

I was invited for dinner.
The other guests included,
 a black crowned night heron, pied-billed greb,
an ibis, a snowy egret, a great egret, and a lovely juvenile little blue heron.
It was a buffet, everyone served themselves.
They all dressed for the occasion, red legs, green legs, yellow legs and black legs.

There was plenty of food to go around.

This green heron joined us, he preferred to eat alone.

They were all full of fish and I was full of happiness.
I'm looking forward to my next invitation.


Saturday, January 9, 2021

all about love

This new year is all about love.
The kind of love that gives me joy
and the kind of love that hurts my heart. 
Because it's really about living fully.
It's about being grateful and finding love 
in hidden places.
The little crevices in life 
where if you look carefully you will find
yourself and the reason we are here

Thursday, December 10, 2020

Friday, November 27, 2020


Life is a balance between light and dark, 
The interesting part starts when they acknowledge each other.


Wednesday, November 11, 2020

going in

I stopped and rolled my window down as I was leaving the house
 to go have a camera walk in the woods. 
The mockingbird was at the very top of our tree.

When I entered the woods I was greeted by this sweet sparrow showing me the way.

Into a world where everything else falls away.

and when I stop and listen I hear the dry chatter of the falling leaves.

I witness the dance between the stream and the branch

and I listen to the wisdom of the trees as they remind me that nothing stays the same. 


Wednesday, October 28, 2020

rainy day in the garden

It's raining and chilly and pretty miserable out there.

The songbirds are really wet

and apparently very hungry.

The lineup in the garden tree was long.

While they waited their turn at the feeders.

Very orderly bunch, even the squirrels and chipmunks took turns underneath the feeder. 
All of this happening while I looked on dressed in boots and rain gear. 
Tully never heard me leave the studio and she missed out on all the action.

Monday, October 19, 2020


I was in my car and and starting down the driveway when I saw her. 
So of course I ran into the house and got my camera.
She was still there watching me.
I think she was saying goodbye.

This is Patience, the third and last chick to fledge and to leave the area.
She had no interest in going and I don't blame her.
She had been seen flying with her fish most days. 
But now the skies are empty of her.

She has taken wing and left me here to imagine what her life is like now.
She is on her way to South America where she will stay for the next few years,
One day I hope she makes it back to Oyster Bay
 where I might meet her own new family. 
In the meantime her parents will return to the same nest outside my window next year
 and this will start all over again.
Thank you for teaching me all about you dear Patience, I'll miss you.


Monday, October 12, 2020


I walked through the hall of our house and noticed something in the tree right outside our window.
I ran to get my binoculars, I knew who it was but wouldn't let myself believe it.

It's funny how birds and wildlife can send shivers through me.
So there he was and I grabbed my big lens and shot through the window.

Then I very carefully and quietly opened the door 
and while he continued to eat his fish I managed to get some more images of him. 
My heart was racing trying to make sure I had the right speed to handhold my 500mm prime lens 
while also maintaining  the correct exposure. 
The lighting was terrible but the thrill was fabulous!


Thursday, October 8, 2020


My favorite time of year is now, when the world changes in front of my eyes.
When the new and the old mix together to float along leisurely.
Knowing they will all collect together and renew their original bonds
 under the trees along the banks of the river. 

Creating new harmonies as they float downstream.

Getting lost in the fading light.

Where they will change and become unrecognizable 
while they nourish the next generation of trees.


Friday, September 25, 2020

Out and about

The ospreys are out and about flying amongst the trees and over the bay.
 They have not left us yet. But soon they will be gone.
But in the meantime this great blue heron has landed on the nest.

Only to fly off to join the great egrets who spend their days in the trees.

Sometimes there are as many as thirteen!

They look especially beautiful against the dark woods.

I especially love to try to capture them in flight from my kayak.

They will be gone soon too.

I'm going to miss these birds who are such a joy to watch. 

Wednesday, September 9, 2020


A birds eye view

with downey feathers flying in the air

and great anticipation of something yummy from dad.

Saturday, September 5, 2020

where have I been?


You won't find my camera here but you'll see my continued 
love of all things bird and color.
I've been painting and cutting and pasting and just plain having fun.
I have very little confidence in what I do when I sit at this painting table.
It's been a study on being vulnerable for sure.
I'm learning to let go and have fun and forget about outcome. 
I just lied, I do still care about the outcome.
So I continue to try and try again....

However on the other side of the studio lives my confidence and my heart. 
This I can do and I can do it well.

The difference for me now is that when I sit on the rock by the river 
I see a photograph and I see a painting.
One of these I can do.... the other not so much...
It's time for me to go back to the other side of the studio and play some more.