Tag: Appalachian birding
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Murmuration
“A swooping, soaring, diving, winding, everchanging, synchronous aerial dance of thousands— sometimes even hundreds of thousands—of birds, that fills the sky for long moments, like a flittering fireworks finale.”
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Deep Summer
Oh … deep summer. Day after day the sun beats down, as temperatures creep into the nineties. Though there is little rain, the air is thick with moisture. Going outside is like donning a soggy jacket. “Like walking through soup,” one friend says. There is nothing to do but retreat indoors.
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Birth and Death: Nature’s Way
In my last blog post, I described my glee while watching baby birds in my yard, especially a pair of fledgling Northern cardinals. I hoped hard that these babies would live. They were the third brood this season of a cardinal couple that nests annually in my yard. The second brood did not survive.
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Welcome, Babies!
Three-minute read Looking out my living room window recently, I was reminded of an old-time hospital maternity ward, where well-wishers gathered behind glass to view sleepy, swaddled newborns. Outside my window there were babies galore, but they weren’t sleepy or swaddled; they were hopping about, shadowing their parents, already learning so much about the world. …
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A West Virginia Paradise
Tucked away, on the outskirts of Morgantown, is a paradise of colorful gardens, wooded trails, grassy wetlands, and quiet streams. Here, you will lose yourself amid countless blooms, tall oaks and hemlocks, songbirds, butterflies, and dragonflies.
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Sheila McEntee 