LAKE ARIEL, PA — On May 8, there was a reptile and amphibian workshop and survey at Lacawac Sanctuary in Wayne County. Led by Larry Laubach, Northeast Regional Coordinator for the Pennsylvania Amphibian and Reptile Survey (PARS), it started in the morning and went into the early afternoon. There was a good crowd, from kids to older adults.
On Mother’s Day, while our backyard American robin was foraging nearby for food, I checked on the progress of the four beautiful turquoise eggs laid in the recently restored nest near our wood shed. To my delight, four nearly featherless hatchlings were huddled together in the sturdy cup of woven grass and twigs.
On a hot summer day, I was enjoying a few quiet moments next to a stream in Sullivan County, NY. I saw some ebony jewelwings flutter near the stream in courtship flight, and in the stream, there was the occasional brook trout.
It’s that time of year when we’re busy prepping the garden or doing yard work and we hear it—the unmistakable buzz of an iridescent fairy bird flitting past, zooming and zipping, searching for sustenance from the funny-shaped feeders we’ve come to associate with that most beloved little creature—the hummingbird.
A wildlife rehabilitator wears many hats during the course of rescuing and rehabilitating animals that find themselves sick or injured. A wildlife rehabilitator is part bush-whacker, part EMT, and part caregiver and occupational therapist, among other things.
It’s a rainy warmish night in the Upper Delaware River region, and while most of us are dry and comfortable inside our homes, other species are out and about, risking their lives while scurrying across roads toward their breeding grounds.
When March arrives and there are any trees at all around, many species of birds get an early start on breeding by trying to court a mate by means of calls. Calling birds are very apparent on even a short walk outdoors. If you listen, you can make out the tapping of woodpeckers as well.
It’s a startling sound, the thud that occurs when a bird mistakes a window for clear flight space and strikes glass instead. Your heart sinks to think about the possible outcomes—at worst, the loss of life, at best, a temporarily stunned and disabled bird that could use all the help it can get until it recovers enough to enable flight.
The coming of spring brings to thought a diverse variety of events to different people. For some of us, the first thing to come to mind is the appearance of daffodils popping out of the ground. For others, the song of spring peepers calling in the early evening from wetlands and marshes.
I recently signed up to receive email news bulletins from the New York State Department of Environmental Conservation (DEC). One of the bulletins focuses on the important work done by DEC forest rangers, often with little public awareness of those activities.