Only a few posts so far, although we walk Sachuest and its surrounding beaches hundreds of times a year. More to come.
Still Not Dead Today
Every year they die like this, and it’s beautiful. Without this annual death, there could be no spring, no explosion of new life and fragile green and blooms of every size and color parading across the warm months from cherries to summer hydrangeas and late Montauk daisies.
Minks, Piping Plovers, and AI
“When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the Universe.” John Muir, My First Summer in the Sierra (1911) I got a call at the wildlife refuge where we volunteer on Fridays from an excited woman who spotted a furry creature when she was walking the…
Snowy
Sachuest Point Wildlife Refuge had another short visit from a snowy owl, the second such visit this winter. She had a two day layover in December at the refuge, was just passing through we think and has not been spotted since she was hanging around Island Rocks. She left before the paparazzi showed up.
