Birding in the rain

I set out for Antietam National Battlefield shortly after dawn. Before I was halfway there, rain drops began falling on the windshield. Turn around or continue on? I had no idea what to expect as I had never birded in the rain. I decided to give it a try. Continue reading “Birding in the rain”


A grassland warrior shows off his trophy

The Eastern Meadowlark is treasured for its gentle, lilting song that dances across grassy fields on summer days. Last week, on my visit to Antietam National Battlefield, I saw another side of the meadowlark, the hunter-warrior. Continue reading “A grassland warrior shows off his trophy”