An Ozark Naturalist

Yesterday morning, word came from a fellow birder that there were Bobolinks in the fields along the road to Cane Bluff Access on the Eleven Point River. It was dark and overcast, hardly ideal photography conditions and I almost stayed home. But I was bored out of my mind and decided to go anyway, bad light […]

A couple of months ago, I was on a ridge-top dirt road running through a block of Mark Twain National Forest land. Typical for early May, it was cloudy and the sun kept peeking in and out of view. I’d been driving slowly, windows down, listening for singing birds. I’d already gotten good photos of a Pine […]