WILD THINGS: HUMMING AIR CONDITIONERS & PEACEABLE KINGDOMS
For some reason I had Supertramp stuck in my head the other morning, specifically their 1979 hit “The Logical Song”:
I said, now, watch what...
WILD THINGS: NIGHTHAWKS & CONSOLATION
It is a bad thing to want. At least when it comes to birds. At least when it comes to seeing specific birds. At...
WILD THINGS: SHOULD WE TALK ABOUT THE WEATHER
It felt for a while like summer was holding out on us. Sure there was the stultifying humidity and the sense that, any time...
WILD THINGS: SHIFTING SEAS AND ISLANDS
I never really thought about Pelican Shoal until three or so months ago. I’m not sure I’d even heard of it. I’d certainly never...
WILD THINGS: CUBAN FINCH — THE BIG LIE
A while ago I wrote a piece for BWD, a national magazine sometimes known as Bird Watchers Digest. The story, which ran in their...
WILD THINGS: SHORT WALKS ON LONG PIERS AND THE START OF SOMETHING
I was walking the dog down Reynolds Street, past the Casa Marina, when the dog started pulling for the pier. I try to give...
WILD THINGS: A TRIO OF WAYWARD CHICKS
Ellen Westbrook texted me two photos from over at the Key West Wildlife Center, where she volunteers on the regular. The first was a...
WILD THINGS: MURMURS AND SUCH
Up on Boca Chica Beach the other day, the sargassum was teeming with a diverse legion of shorebirds – sandpipers, dowitchers, willets, turnstones and...
WILD THINGS: YOU CAN’T SEE EVERYTHING
Nine o’clock isn’t all that early, but there was still enough humidity in the air to fog the lenses of my binoculars and camera...
WILD THINGS: CARDINAL VIRTUES AND NUMBERS
In empirical terms, the male northern cardinal is a spectacular bird. Flaming red with a punker’s crest on top of its head, a black...
