Bay Island Nature

Egret by Ginny Parsons, mixed media We set off in our buoyant, little crafts, intrepid paddlers bent on a morning of enjoying our time together on the clear, calm waters. I brought a knapsack full of my usual kayaking items: binoculars, waterproof camera, water bottle, windbreaker, and snack bar. Other than a water bottle and windbreaker, my friend Ginny traveled light. It was our first time paddling together, and I've mostly paddled as the leader of public programs where you have to be prepared for anything. When you have your own gear and go any time, on any whim, apparently you can pack light. It was a shining, delightful day to be out on the water. Our paddles dipped as we chatted and made our way across San Leandro Bay. I could see rafts of ducks bobbing in the distance and even from this far range made a mental catalog: black with a white spot on the back of neck - surf scoters , dark on each end and light in the middle - scaup , black all over with a white beak - coot

Distinctive White-throated Sparrow (image: Cheepshot/Wikimedia ) We paused at the beginning of our birdwatching outing, just past the gravely start of the trail, at Hayward Regional Shoreline park. The whole class trained our binoculars on the unsuspecting small sparrow hopping around the base of the oak tree with others that looked similar. Its head was stripped with creamy white and black bars and yellow patches near its eyes. Our instructor puzzled over it, recounting how white-crowned  and golden-crowned sparrows - the other species of sparrows in the group -- sometimes hybridized. He encouraged us all to take a close look at the sparrow. It wasn't until later in the evening in an email that he announced that had been our "bird of the day," a bird that comes to the East Bay to winter, but not in great numbers: a White-throated Sparrow ! For me that was a life-list bird, meaning it was the first time I've ever seen and identified one. American Pipit (Ima

Photo by Ian Fieggen, Wikimedia Once in a lifetime is a good reason to pry myself out of bed before dawn and attend a sky show. It was very cold and clear outside at 5am this morning, January 31st. The total eclipse of a Super, Blue moon last occurred in 1866. This coincidence of a Super, Blue, Blood moon eclipse won't happen again until 2037. I first looked out the greenhouse window in the kitchen. The moon is full, but a smudgy shadow of itself. "It's better outside," my husband, Bob, says. Even our 22 year old son staggers out for a brief look, then heads back to bed. I step into the cold, wrapped in my flannel robe and warm slippers. Past the power pole and my neighbors houses, the moon hangs in the western sky, a dusky rose-orange color, lighter in the lower left edges. The eclipse is just entering totality with the earth's shadow fully covering the moon. Raising binoculars, the magnification reveals the details of lunar valleys, craters, and plains, ca