A heron stopped by Gumbo Cove while I was there doing more cleanup from Hurricane Zeta.

A haiku inspired by mourning doves in the early morning at Gumbo Cove … were they sentries? Signposts? They seemed like they were anxiously awaiting something. Like us.

Now is a good time for listening, and learning.
I hear you. #BlackLivesMatter

We are all armchair travelers right now during the trials of COVID-19, and today I’m thinking of an afternoon stroll, a long conversation and the birds in St. James Park.

A brown pelican dictates a conservation haiku.

On a solo visit to the wonderful Museum of Edinburgh, I spent some time in the courtyard and caught these pigeons courting.

Practicing mindfulness, I really looked at this bird house when I came upon it in a friend’s yard. What would it look like to a bird?

Seagulls and brown pelicans in Bay St. Louis give me a lesson in mindfulness reminiscent of Thoreau’s experience at Walden

There’s a birding boat in our future!

Everyone touches the world in their own way. Making my own tiny imprint through this blog, I want to write more about the gentle things in life.

Hummingbirds work hard. They do what needs to be done.

A very expressive seagull at the Santa Monica pier deserves a caption.

I thought this picture was about the birds, until I saw the sky.

The Brits are smart, with their multiple-personality parks. There’s something for everyone in Hyde Park, even the birds.

Magpies pose and inspired haiku with their tuxedo coloring and bright blue wings.

Autumn is all around us at Little House in the Rockies, and a haiku came naturally, like the fall colors.

Social little birds flit about and fascinate near Dunnottar Castle in Aberdeenshire’s Stonehaven.

Looking at and listening to birds makes me feel calm and content, as though I’m on the front row observing a fluttering and dynamic ecosystem in fluid motion.

I’m a gull watcher. Aberdeen is a good place for it.

Celebrating kindred spirits, serendipity and Great Blue Herons on the Bolivar Peninsula.