And then this happened.

  WHEN LAST WE MET, you and I, the story of the baby birds was fresh and thrilling. There was the discovery of the ground nest, as well as the four tiny Juncos saved from the whir of our unknowing weed eater as we cleared the slope that leads to our mountain...

You’re Gonna Wanna See This

  WE’VE BEEN IN THE MOUNTAINS for a few days while we get something-or-other done with the old oil tank that came with our new (old) mountain house. It’s a weekend place high in the Blue Ridge in North Carolina, and to date we’ve spent many...

In Support of Miracles

I’VE BEEN THINKING A LOT LATELY about miracles, the sort wherein you pray for something highly improbable, all the while doing your best to hang on to the belief that anything is possible. More than once I’ve said it out loud–to a friend, to my...

Oh my. Spring.

  I’ve spent my birding hours by and large obsessed with the sweet Bluebirds. And no wonder–they are treasured friends with whom I have shared the immense joy of two successful nests and the heartbreak of so much else: abandoned nests, overnight...

The Promise of March

And just like that, the world turned green and Spring arrived. Thank you, March, for the joy of friends, the love of family and an abundance of little fat birds–both in the studio and all around Bickley’s Pond!   Free slideshow design made with...

The Bird Feed

  First there is the miracle of the sweet chickadees moving (voluntarily) from the bluebird house to their own new box. Their little nest is made of soft green moss and topped with a downy fuzz, so tiny and precious. It is also, unfortunately, difficult to...

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