I always know Spring has come in this part of the country, in its sporadic way, when I hear the Dusky-capped Flycatchers singing for mates and start nest building. The Western Bluebirds live in the woods all winter, and start checking out the houses I put out by February (brrr!!!), but these guys usually come right at the end of March or beginning of April. It's a cheery sound.
Seems clear to me - if we don't learn to love our home, we're going to lose it—or at least access to it, as IT will most likely survive us, if not entirely intact. So the primary goal of this website is to engender curiosity about something in nature—anything, whether it's an amoeba or the oceans. Whatever does it for you —get active, if you can, or get interested and support, if you're like me and are not able or inclined to tromp around in the woods.
I am an artist and writer, living off grid, in a strawbale house on the high mesa near Taos, New Mexico. I have four cats, and live amongst a variety of wildlife including, but not limited to: coyote, pronghorn antelope, elk, endless bunnies and jackrabbits (and myriad other rodents), ravens, mountain bluebirds, rattlesnakes, and tarantula.
The cats stay in, everything else stays out.