The Folk School’s campus, which for its size, is very rich in birdlife, is a perfect setting for “Birds of Southern Appalachia,” which I’ve co-taught for the past several years. From the purple martins, bluebirds, and tree swallows that make use of the birdhouses near Davidson Hall and Orchard House, to the eastern meadowlarks and [...]
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An unbearably cute four week old white kitten with blue eyes was recently discovered outside the Dining Hall. The cat, stuck in a crawl space, must have been dropped by its mother, who was then unable to retrieve to kitten. A staff member heard the pathetic little mews, almost mistaking them for bird chirps. She [...]
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Robins built their nest outside the Keith House stage (as they do each year) and I decided to document some of her accomplishments. I was careful to set up the remote camera on the porch while they were out foraging for food, then sat in the far corner and awaited their approach. I have not read [...]
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After a week of watching birds with my Folk School class, I have this (“Old Sam, Peabody, Peabody”) and several other mnemonics to remember bird calls racing through my head. Well, more like stuffed in and tumbling out as I try not to forget it all. In just 4 and a half days, we saw [...]
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A marketing worker-bee by day, a dancer/weaver/botanist at 5 pm – that’s how I would have described myself a few months ago. I think I’ve been bitten by the birding bug, though, so I might have to revise this description. It’s hard to avoid being at least a casual birder at the Folk School – [...]
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