The summer months have a habit of wiping my memory of the biting gales, which are out in full force these dark winter evenings. Maybe it's karma for my not having hayfever when pollen is drifting about on the wind; my eyes stream because my hair whips into them at Mach 1 speed. Yet I… Continue reading North Bull Island – From Sandbar to Sanctuary
Unfortunately summer didn't have a slow fade out this year. It was a blink-and-you'll-miss-it transition into autumn, where I am typing this now from under a blanket while sipping a mug of tea. As a farewell to days baked warm by the sun, we'd like to talk about a bird who thrives among the long,… Continue reading Reed Bunting – Summer, Seeds, and Stubble