Happy Weekend

Running into the weekend…

With a pair of Semipalmated Plovers!


What a lucky gal am I?   😉

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Won’t You Miss Me??

I sure am going to miss these Piping Plovers, when they’re all grown and flown.


The tiniest birds, with the huge personalities.

It’s been an amazing experience, documenting them this season.

May they all fly high and well, in their lives ahead.


And come visit us again, real soon.  ❤

A Gift by the Sea

Just when I think that our Red River Piping Plovers are all grown up, and probably off and away at some other beach

I find one along the shore, scootling in my direction…


Pausing to look, to make sure I am no threat…


Its tiny black bill, still covered with salty sand sprinkles after digging for breakfast.


Someday I know that I’ll arrive at the beach and they will be gone.

But for right now still being able to see them with their family, watching them grow up, is a gift I can’t even begin to describe.


I hope you’ve been enjoying them, too.


Catching Up with the Piping Plovers of Forest Beach

Now that the Piping Plovers at Red River Beach have all fledged, I’ve been sifting thru’ a month’s worth of photos from my trips to the other local nesting areas.

The Forest Beach chicks appear to be a couple of weeks behind the Red River brood, and I was thrilled to capture this tender moment when a young chick who’d been scuttling all over the beach in search of aquatic bugs…


Suddenly needed the familiar comfort and warmth of the parent plover.

In the quickest of moves, under those soft white breast feathers he crawled…


Disappearing completely from sight.

Having watched these families for weeks now I can usually tell when one of the adults, nestled down in the sand, is tending to a chick. There’s a certain “plumpness” and stillness to them that you begin to recognize.


And then, if you watch closely, after just a few minutes…

The tiny chick is usually up, and ready once again to rock and roll!


The chicks grow quickly and won’t always need their parents in this same physical way.

Which is what I find makes these tender, early moments shared between them, so incredibly precious.

Aren’t Piping Plover families the best?!  ❤