Someone grabbed my ankles. Someone wearing thick, heavy leather gloves was holding my feet so I couldn’t move, so my talons couldn’t cut away the hands. Someone was holding my wings so I couldn’t fly.
Well, this wasn’t going to fly! I am a royal bird, king of my lagoon, master [Read More…]
(Inspired by the dedicated biologists of the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service and the Don Edwards San Francisco Bay National Wildlife Refuge, who protect endangered wildlife and preserve and restore their natural habitat. We owe them a great debt of gratitude for their tireless efforts.)
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May the waters of the slough drop low enough to let the airboat pass under the pedestrian bridge.
May the King tide then raise the water so high that the endangered Ridgway Rails and Soras appear.
So often they hide in the pickleweed when waters are [Read More…]
I SAW THE BEAVER !!! My life is complete! I’ve seen the Beaver, the elusive resident of a local urban creek.
Having had major surgery sometime back, I’m under strict instructions to walk regularly. A year has passed since the [Read More…]
I wasn’t going to bother watching the total solar eclipse. I didn’t have time. I hadn’t planned 3 years ahead to reserve a flight and lodging at the Grand Tetons so I could join the masses along the center path of totality. I [Read More…]
I’ve been planning to live to be 150. That’s years, I’m talking about. When biologists recently confirmed we are physiologically made to last at least 200 years, I upped my goal accordingly.
Yet, on the day I saw my first wild beaver in my [Read More…]