Author: Amy Law
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Cedar Waxwings

There is a tree along the walk that my husband and I take every morning with the dogs. It’s a chokecherry tree. Every spring it is covered in beautiful pink blossoms. But in late winter, it is loaded with last year’s chokecherries. And sometimes, the cedar waxwings visit. I think they are very beautiful birds…
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It’s Beginning to Feel A Lot Like Spring!

In the past week, the temperatures have warmed up along the Colorado Front Range — a lot! As a result, it’s beginning to feel a lot like spring. There have been dozens of robins flying through the neighborhood. Robins have a special place in my heart for two reasons: first, they were the first bird…
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American Dipper

There are several American Dippers wintering under bridges across the greenbelt west of Denver. They wade in the icy water to catch small crustaeceans. Sometimes they just put their heads in. And sometimes they go all the way under and walk along the bottom of the rushing creek.
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Red-Tailed Hawk in Backyard

I was on the phone with my son Sunday when the dogs went berserk. Looking into the backyard, I saw why — an enormous Red-tailed Hawk was sitting in the top of the Russian-olive tree in our back yard, lusting over the birds scattering from our feeder. With a hurried excuse to my son, I…
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Ducks!

I am a dryland girl. When I was growing up, there wasn’t enough open water around to entice any sort of waterfowl to land. So I never bothered to pay attention to ducks when I *did* see them. But now I’m going down the the Creek frequently — it lets me relax to see the…
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Mama Owl Back On Her Nest

For the first time in since before the Big Freeze, my husband and I walked along the greenbelt introduced to us last year by our friend Anne. I don’t think either of us really expected to see much — it’s January, for crying out loud! But we needed to see something besides the inside of…
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Before the Freeze

I went out to our local greenbelt last night to get one more walk in before the deep freeze hits tonight. There were about a half-dozen hooded mergansers floating on the water as the sun began to set. Above, an adult female is behind a juvenile male. My husband and I had to read Cornell’s…
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World of Spun Glass

After a heavy fog all day yesterday, we woke up this morning to a world seemingly made of spun glass. Overnight the temperature had slowly cooled everything outside to well below freezing. As the water-saturated air hit the freezing surfaces, it froze to them. Drop by microscopic drop, the water in the fog built up…
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Muskrat Love

I was walking along the wetland recently, looking for beaver, or better yet, mink, that a friend of mine had spotted. My efforts were pretty half-hearted — it was ten in the morning — long after any self-respecting beaver would be denned up. But I was having a difficult day, and needed a distraction. And…
