It’s a bit crazy, but Regis, Dart, and I moved to a new house a couple miles away. This house is on the marsh. It may be under water in the near future, but so will much of the rest of Florida. We figured we would live while we are still alive. We love it.
I’ve been recording the birds I see on my daily walks with Dart. I use eBird if anyone is interested in the results. I have been amazed at the variety. I saw a Great Horned Owl on one of our evening walks. I saw a Reddish Egret today in one of the ponds. We put up a bluebird box in the backyard and the bluebirds showed up the next day. I put out a hummingbird feeder and saw a hummingbird the next day. We put out a regular feeder and it is swamped with birds.
My neighbor told me she saw a bobcat yesterday. I’ve seen racoons twice. The night we put out the garbage, I had a plastic bag with packing materials that would not fit in the garbage bin. I figured it would be safe since there was no food in it. While doing my thing in my office, I noticed that a racoon showed up to check out the garbage. Regis ran out to chase it off. When he came back in, the racoon immediately returned. Regis ran out again and noticed there were two racoons. The one racoon ran into the bushes across the street and turned around to look at Regis. It was clear that the racoons would win this one.
I’m working to become a real estate and pet photographer. So, I’ve been taking lots of pictures and videos of the new house to practice. I’m still not happy with the pictures, but I get a kick out of Dart photo bombing many of them. He’s my little buddy and follows me everywhere. I enjoy his company but sometimes the little guy is in the way.
I’m beginning to recognize some of the individual birds on our walks. There is a Carolina Chickadee couple that went from chasing each other around to begin building a nest. There are a few Mourning Doves that are twitter pated (if you don’t know what that means, watch Bambi). There is a Mockingbird that is regularly in the same spot.
It’s pretty cool getting to know certain birds along our regular route.
Dart and I walk a mile round trip in the morning. It’s shorter than he is used to, but he gets to sniff all those great smells along the way while I stop regularly to check out the bird activity.
On the household side, I have a story. We have a couple fire ant mounds and I was concerned about the fire ants biting Dart. I looked up a recipe to get rid of them without introducing toxins in the environment. The recipe called for Dawn dishwashing detergent and orange oil, both of which I have. I made the recipe and did my thing.
That night I started the dishwasher and shortly afterward noticed suds coming out of the dishwasher. I yelled to Regis that we had a disaster. He pointed out that we had SUDS coming out of the dishwasher and why was that. We did a load of dishes the prior day with no problem. I thought through it and realized that I had measured the Dawn dish detergent in a measuring cup for the Fire Ant Killer recipe and put the measuring cup in the dishwasher to be cleaned. Apparently, it had enough detergent to cause a major problem in the dishwasher. Regis had to get out the wet/dry vac to vacuum up all the suds! Yeegads!
I recently went to the North American Nature Photographers Association 2019 Nature Photography Summit in Las Vegas. It was a great experience. I learned a lot and met amazing people in the nature photography industry.
The best part was my son and his partner came down from Seattle to visit with me in Las Vegas. I got to spend Saturday evening with them for dinner. We had dinner in the Forum Shops at Caesar’s Palace. After dinner, they left for a show and I headed back to my hotel. I got thoroughly lost. I really knew I was in trouble when I met up with this dragon a second time. I thought if I could just get outside, I would be able to get my bearings by looking at the buildings. It didn’t help that I forgot to tell my phone navigator that I was walking and not driving. When I finally found an exit, I should have grabbed a taxi/uber/lyft right away. But, no. I was headed to the monorail.
I wound up walking down back streets with little traffic. It didn’t seem to be a safe thing to do and it took me a long time to get back to where the action was. When I later looked at where I had been, I realized that I must have walked two miles out of my way. Crazy!
On Sunday, we went to the Neon Museum and the Mob Museum. The Mob Museum had a lot of information. You can spend hours there if you look at every exhibit and watch every film clip. If you are squeamish, avoid the room with all the pictures of mobsters that have been gunned down. It was very gruesome. I think it helped that the pictures were in black and white.
We ate dinner at an outside table at Spago. It was next to the Bellagio Hotel fountain. The food was good, the entertainment was great, and the company of my son and his partner was amazing. It was a great night and my son made sure I made it back to the monorail station without getting lost.
It was good to get back home and see Regis and Dart. I don’t know if Regis missed me but it was clear that Dart did!
I’ve been spending some time trying to clean up my photos. I think I have been doing this once a year over the last couple years and never get it quite right. But, I’m getting there. Most of my old photos are only good for family memories. There aren’t that many great photos with me being a novice photographer and not having great lenses. Nevertheless, it was a lot of fun going through them.
I came upon this photo taken in 2003 when Regis and I flew to Utah to visit several of the parks. We went on a hike off the beaten path and came upon this arch. If you look closely, you will see me under the arch with outstretched hands. We did not encounter a single person on this hike. It was an amazing experience.
My lesson learned: Get out of the National Parks and visit the surrounding areas. They have many treasures to see and they are not as crowded.
This Red-shouldered Hawk was hanging around the backyard on a rainy day recently. If he was hoping to catch birds at the feeder, it might have been better to be less obvious!
I was conducting a Climate Watch count today and noticed the Snowy and Great Egrets are starting to get their breeding plumage. All you folks in the cold north, spring is coming. Hang in there!
I want to give a little update on Dart. Dart has been having pain in both his front legs, but particularly his right leg. It has gotten so bad, he often won’t put weight on it. He bites at his legs a lot when he’s in pain. We’ve tried different pain medications, but his digestive system can’t handle it. We eventually found something his digestive system could handle, but it didn’t do anything to improve his situation. I eventually found a vet that did Xrays of his legs and determined what’s wrong. I don’t know how to explain what the problem is, but pain medication won’t help. The vet recommended laser therapy and it has helped significantly.
While at the new vet, we got to discussing Dart’s many digestive problems and the vet took Xrays of Dart’s insides. She thinks his problem is stress. That would not surprise me. We are working on some options to reduce his anxiety without making him lethargic. We’ll see how it goes. Anyone who has spent enough time around Dart would have to agree he is uptight! Maybe it comes with the territory with some herding breeds.
Every time of year is wonderful in Florida. In winter, you have birds visiting from the north. In summer, the residents are raising young. There is always something wonderful to see no matter the time of year. We’ve also had whale sightings this year. Last year was terrible. A couple Northern Right Whale’s with their calves have been spotted off the coast. That’s very good news indeed!
I became the local coordinator for the National Audubon Society’s Climate Watch. National Audubon has developed models to predict changes in bird populations as a result of the changing climate. They are seeking to validate those models. They have chosen to start the program by monitoring the presence of two species, bluebirds and nuthatches, during a winter and summer count. These species were selected based on strong predictions of range shifts. More species will be included in the future.
The winter count is January 15 to February 15 each year. Based on analysis of the Audubon population predictions, I chose bluebirds as the species to begin our efforts. National Audubon predicts a reduction in the presence of bluebirds in our area in summer and a stable presence in winter. More information on the program can be found at www.audubon.org/conservation/climate-watch.
Regis came with me on the first day I went out to survey bluebirds. Since I was busy with binoculars and eBird, he became responsible for the camera. For the past 3 years, I have been trying to get decent pictures of the Hooded Mergansers that show up every winter. We saw them during the count and Regis got the following picture. Nice job!
He also got a nice picture of an immature blue heron.
I take Dart for a walk every morning. Lately, almost every morning, the bluebirds are hanging around our house or the neighbors’ houses. I hear all their twittering before I even see them. But, while I’m out counting bluebirds, there are few to be seen or heard. Unbelievable!
January 6, 2019
When we were scouting for the Matanzas Christmas Bird Count, we stopped to talk to a property owner to request permission to bird on his property. He was very nice and gave us permission. We chatted for a bit and the property owner told us about his animals. In that discussion, he mentioned that he had a horse with a duck friend. The duck wants to be by the horse and is unhappy if he can’t be by his horse friend.
On the day of the Christmas Bird Count, we saw the horse and duck when we went to the property to bird. We had to stop birding for a while just to watch as the duck made sure to stay close to the horse. As you can see from the picture above, the field is currently a lovely place for a duck. I’m not sure how the horses feel about all that water.
Below are a few pictures from the last several days.
January 1, 2019
The Matanzas Christmas Bird Count is tomorrow and I agreed to lead the count in the Matanzas State Forest. The person who usually does it was unable to do so. I had never been to the Forest. A permit is required to gain access and I got the permit. After talking to the lead Forester, I found that I could get a permit to drive on the roads that are designated for authorized vehicles only.
Two fellow birders and I went to the Forest the other day to scout. It was amazingly muddy. We did not drive on the “trails” that require the special permit. We had a lot of ground to cover and I said that I would come back with Regis and try the “trails” to see if any were worth visiting during the CBC. The Forest is 330 acres so we wanted to hit the best birding spots on the designated day to count.
The Forester recommended a couple trails would could only walk on, but would take us to the marsh. We did the first trail but goodness knows why. It was like walking through a swamp. In fact, we were walking through a swamp. Sue and I had proper boots for the adventure but poor Amy hung in there and got her shoes very muddy and wet. We saw one bird in the marsh. We decided to nix the wet hike for the CBC. At the end of the day, the car was as muddy as it has ever been including the car mats and Sue, Amy, and me.
Today, Regis and I went back to check out those side trails. I drove and turned onto the first available trail. It was a mess. But, I was in a Jeep and on a bird mission! When I saw the big puddle ahead, I didn’t think twice (or maybe I did) about driving through it with the Jeep. The water turned out to be MUCH deeper than I thought. I tried to keep the momentum going to get through it. We had our windows open to listen for birds and I failed to close them before the “puddle” or small pond. I was on the upside and mud and muck sprayed everywhere including inside the driver side window.
My momentum was stopped by a submerged tree that we did not see. As I came to a stop in the middle of this pond, I turned to Regis and said “you can take it from here”. I was petrified that we were going to spend the next several days partially submerged in this swamp. Of course Regis got the Jeep out of there while I waded through the water removing logs for him. The water was well over the top of my muck boots. Thank goodness I didn’t see a snake.
I was ready to go home but Regis felt we should continue since we came there to see birds. Of course, he may have been a bit wet, but he wasn’t full of mud like me. And, he turned the driving back to me so I could sit in the disgusting mud and muck in the car as well as all over me. But, onward.
There were several pickup trucks driving through the Forest which led to big, big ruts in the big, big, muddy puddles in the road. You could not drive a regular vehicle through this mess. We got through the day just fine, but I will limit where we go on the CBC so we can return alive.
On the way home, we stopped in Tractor Supply to get a boot dryer. I need the boots again tomorrow and they were soaked. We couldn’t find them at first and almost gave up, but Regis went to look one more time. He found the only box left. So, he turned into my hero twice today.
When we got to the checkout counter, the lady asked me what happened to the car. She said she noticed us drive into the lot. When I got home and realized I how much mud I had on my face and clothes, I wondered why she didn’t ask what happened to me.
I spent a while cleaning the inside and spraying off the worst of the muck and vegetation from the outside. Since I will be going back tomorrow, it doesn’t make sense to do more. I guess this week-end will be spent thoroughly cleaning the poor Jeep.
While cleaning the inside, I noticed that the mud sprayed clear through half the car but stopped just short of getting any mud on Regis. Really!
We have driven the Jeep in lots of off road situations all over the country. Regis usually drives while I hold the camera ready for picture taking. We agreed on the way home today that I get the award for getting the Jeep the muddiest it has ever been.
One last thing. As I was asking Regis about how concerned we should be about any damage I might have done to the Jeep by submerging it in that much he water, he said that since the water wasn’t coming up through the floorboards, it wasn’t that bad.
We are off to a great start in 2019!!
December 30, 2018
This year, I entered a few photo contests. The biggest one I entered was the North American Nature Photographers Association annual photo competition. The picture above placed in the top twenty in the Altered Reality category and in the top 100 overall in the competition.
The following photo won honorable mention in a Florida Camera Club Council digital competition.
There are so many amazing photos out there that I am honored to have placed where I did in these competitions.
December 30, 2018
For a few years now, I’ve been hearing the sound of Clapper Rails in the salt marshes but never saw one. I would try to sneak up on them on my kayak when I heard them, but they would become silent and I couldn’t see them.
When I started going out on the boardwalk over the salt marsh in our community to watch the sunrise, I started to get lucky. Occasionally, a Clapper Rail would come out of the grasses and run along side or under the boardwalk.
On one particular morning, I was able to get some video of these elusive birds.