Helen of Marlowe's Blog

Posted in "North Carolina" by helenofmarlowe on February 9, 2014

Just back from our annual winter in the Hamptons.    Hampton Hotels, that is.


… a live-oak growing,
All alone stood it, and the moss hung down from the
     — Whitman


I didn’t find this one in my Audubon app

Winston-Salem to Savannah, where we stayed in East Bay Street Hotels for several days going south, and again coming back up north.  From Savannah, we drive down to St. Augustine, where we never tire of visiting the Castillo de San Marcos,  built when Florida was still part of the Spanish Empire.

St. Augustine is a  paradise for bird watchers, even for someone like me who can seldom identify the birds I’m watching.  I do think birds — and plants, flowers, trees — should wear nametags.

I believe what I have below, flying over the water,  is an egret.


But this one to the bottom right, I can’t identify.   Possibly a wood stork?




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  1. Anonymous said, on February 9, 2014 at 9:38 pm

    Great pictures — and Walt Whitman — what a poet!

  2. Jim Wheeler said, on February 10, 2014 at 9:52 am

    ” . . . winter in the Hamptons.” 😆 😆 😆

    We like them too, but too many of their breakfasts would send us to the cholesterol clinic! Mmm, sausage.

    Not a wood stork, Helen. He’s clearly made of feathers. 😆

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