OG does Disney...

Disney is still doing research to confirm whether OG is the first 23-month old to be kicked out of Walt Disney World.

The cast members at Aladdin's Magic Carpet ride overlooked with some degree of angst the fact they could not convince OG to smile.

The crew at Cinderella's Carousel was shocked by OG's mad equestrian skills.

And, at Pirates of the Caribbean, they watched in horror as OG licked the cannon balls.

The cast members at the Tomorrowland Speedway were freaked out when OG launched his pacifier onto the track, nearly causing a multi-car pileup and the call for a haz-mat crew.

The last straw for Disney with OG was his crawling inside one of the concession stands.

Happily, OG will be allowed back in the park for his birthday at the end of March. 

Henry is currently negotiating a trade that would allow him to celebrate his birthday in March while deferring OG's birthday to Henry's birthday month of July.  We have seen through Henry's ruse as his real objective is to celebrate Henry for both birthdays.

Henry has decided he is afraid of the Little Mermaid and PeopleMover rides.  Too much darkness.  He likes riding the Barnstormer rollercoaster with Grandma.

Henry was having a great time until he found out the Enchanted Tiki Room was closed because of technical difficulties.  Try explaining what 'technical difficulties' means to a 3-year old.

On the birding front, we added 8 more species to the 2026 list bringing the YTD total to 139.  The Burrowing Owls never disappoint at Brian Piccolo Park near Miami. 

And, the colorful but invasive Nanday Parakeets were plentiful at the Celery Fields near Parrish, FL.

Finally, we saw our first owls ever in the Florida Keys when we observed a pair of Great Horned Owls perched about 12 stories high on a communications tower near Key Largo.

 A bike ride conversation with grandson, Henry:

Henry:  What's my name?   (Editor's note:  Henry asks me at least 100 questions every day.)

Me:  Your name is Henry.

Henry:  What's your name?

Me:  My name is Dan.

Henry:  No it's not.  It's Grandpa.

Me:  Oh, okay.  It's Grandpa.

Brief pause...

Henry: I'm right and you're wrong.

Me:  Yes Henry.  You are right. When you're right, you're right.

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There isn't much shaking at the moment on the birding front.  I have picked up a few early migrant warblers to bring the YTD species count to 130.  My latest sighting was a Northern Waterthrush, although I took this photo on South Padre Island in 2023.

Next week we head for Walt Disney World for three days.  It will be the man cubs' second visit to WDW.  Crystal and I will have 24/7 duty for most of our stay.   If a major ruckus hits the national news from WDW next week... don't worry, it was probably us. 

We completed our overnight run from Daytona Beach to Charlotte to see the dentist this week despite what some folks considered to be a big snowstorm.  Having grown up in the snow belts of northern Pennsylvania, until the snowfall registers at least a foot, the precipitation is considered nothing more than a heavy winter dew.

Back in Florida, I hit several central Florida swamps.  The Roseate Spoonbills are nesting now.

Wood Storks are also busy scoping out prime nesting sites.

And, I finally managed to photograph the timid Sedge Wren.  Getting these small wrens out of thick vegetation for a portrait is not easy.  I played cat and mouse with this one for about 20 minutes before capturing this sequence.

Meanwhile, back in Key West, the man cubs are learning how to make an entrance.

Last weekend we had the man cubs full-time while their parents were away. Survival rule #1 when in this situation is to make brownies with grandma.

Survival rule #2 is keep them busy with pre-k and pre-pre-k activities...

They also enjoy their daily tricycle rides around Key West and Stock Island.  Henry likes to look for pennies to pick up while out on our rides.  We have been picking up the coins we find since we started our bike ride regimen about a year and a half ago.   Sometimes, the coins are nickels or dimes or quarters.  Henry especially likes to look for shiny nickels.  

For the first time, we tracked how much we picked up on our walks during January.  Here, Henry shows one of his best finds that helped bring our January 'money-found' total to $56.68.  That's right... five six dot six eight in 30 days.  For some reason, people do not like money here.

Crystal and I are on our way north - maybe - for our dentist appointments and to take care of some very important matters about big things.  Today, we made a quick stop at Green Cay near Delray Beach, FL to see what we could see.  It's always great to get a Least Bittern as getting a clear view of these small herons is no easy task.  This one, about the size of a Robin, was hunkered down in its 'ready to strike' position in the dense vegetation.

This sequence is about the hunter becoming the hunted.  Here, a Green Heron is ready to ambush its next meal.

Moments later, the heron came to attention, realizing there was mischief afoot.

... as a 10-12 foot long alligator was stealthily making its way toward the heron.

Needless to say, with a squawk and a quick flush, the heron re-positioned itself in a nearby tree safely out of the gator's reach.  I was happy to be on the boardwalk as the gator was about 15 feet away from us.  

What seems to me to be the avian equivalent to raccoons, Common Yellowthroats were busy searching for bugs and marking out nesting territories.

Yesterday was a cold, gray, dreary day but I was able to bump the January species total to 109 at Merritt Island near NASA on Cape Canaveral.  If you have ever been on a snipe hunt, these Wilson's Snipes may have been what you were looking for.

The man cubs are out of town for a couple of days visiting great-grandma in the Daytona area.

It was left up to me to occupy them while mom and dad got the car loaded.  As is typically the case, we watched cars and trucks videos on YouTube per Henry's request.

Crystal and I are still trying to figure out what to do with our free time.  She planted pots with lettuce and spinach and then we did a little local birding, picking up Black Skimmer...

Snowy Egret...

and Reddish Egret to bring the YTD species total to 74.

I have also been digitizing our family's 8mm movies from the 1960s and 70s.  We have come a long way from that vintage technology to be sure.  Next, I need to work up the intestinal fortitude to edit the movies and add a soundtrack.  Where is my old dependable buddy Daniel K. when I need him?

Crystal also made her first batch of homemade "yogurt."  Having tried it, I see no reason to buy yogurt from the store again, unless of course, we are on the road.

In two weeks we head north with planned stops in Daytona, Charlotte, West Virginia and other points unknown.  This should be an opportunity to boost our 2026 species count while getting in some visits with friends and relatives.   Oh wait... it's winter up there?   Yikes.   It was 62 degrees in Key West yesterday and the locals were out in their winter jackets.  The snowbirds from Ohio and Michigan were wearing shorts and t-shirts that showed off their spare tires with authority.  And, no, the iguanas were not falling out of the trees.

Christmas and the New Year have come and gone and we are no worse for the wear.  Gifts were opened in record time with unwavering enthusiasm this year as Henry served as full-time package distributor and opener.  Once the paper was off, it was on to the next gift.

Chip found a prime seat on top of me from which to observe the chaos.  Needless to say, I ended up with an obstructed view of the festivities.

Chip made use of the holiday dinners to teach the man cubs how to properly use their eating utensils.

Chip has also been teaching the man cubs how to pounce like a cat.  Here, OG demonstrates his form...

All of which left Chip and the man cubs exhausted and Mommy and Daddy in search of another bed.

One highlight of the holiday season was Crystal's first-ever attempt at homemade eggnog.  Suffice it say... we no longer have a need for store-bought eggnog.  It's amazing how well her eggnog mixes with a little 12 year-old rum.  And yes, the peanut butter balls were as good as ever.

A few quick bird outings around the Keys have yielded a pedestrian 59 species with 0 lifers.  I have no particular goal in mind this year beyond tallying more species in Monroe County, FL than son Matthew.  We have a gentlemen's bet which basically means anything goes.

Matthew was recently distinguished by having his photo of a Pearly-eyed Thrasher published in North American Birds magazine.  He was one of two individuals to successfully photograph the first ever observed visit of this species to North America in 2024.

                         

Of significantly lesser note, my local birding this year  has  yielded  few  opportunities for good photographs  although  this  Least  Sandpiper  was cooperative  as it searched for its next bite from the Gulf of America.

This Sanderling appeared to be waiting for low tide to resume its foraging.

While both a Merlin, a species of falcon (top) and a Broad-winged Hawk were simply waiting for the next thing that moved.

We have been cheering on a Cooper's Hawk that has been mauling the Eurasian Collared Doves on our street.  The amount of bird poop on our cars has diminished slightly thanks to the hawk's efforts.  So, we have that going for us.

It has been a while since my last post.  But, it's been a while since there was something to share.  

Crystal spent most of October and November recuperating from her appendectomy.  And, with the dryer, cooler fall weather in Key West, we have been making great progress on the remainder of our home improvement projects from last winter.

The man cubs made their first visit to Walt Disney World in October.  As expected, Henry favored the Autopia cars.

I spent five days birding with my brother in Arizona in early December.  The fall colors were at their golden peak in the Southeast Arizona valleys...

while this Wood Duck and Canvasback enjoyed a warm, sunny afternoon swim.

Although we observed 105 species, I managed to increase my 2025 bird count by just 1 from 525 at the beginning of September to 526 which is where I will end the year.

Back on the home front, Chip the Cat has been teaching O.G. how to fully enjoy the cardboard boxes that have been showing up daily over the past couple of weeks.

For this Christmas season, we opted for a Disney tree with stuffed animals and other decorations the man cubs couldn't destroy.  So, far the plan has worked although the stuffed animals are re-arranged daily.

This video illustrates why we are concerned about the viability of glass ornaments on the tree...

And, there is nothing like a three year-old's sense of wonder during the Christmas season.

Finally, I would like to wish you a very jolly Christmas!

We made another visit to Fort Zach this morning in search of a couple of potential new species for 2025 that were reported there yesterday.   It would seem the absence of storms last night allowed whatever was there to leave and whatever was coming over last night to fly right on past Key West.  So, no new species today.

We did get another look at the Brown Booby on its familiar perch.

This Sandwich Tern stopped for a portrait.  It's about the only tern I can recognize by sight.  It's yellow-tipped bill is its defining feature.

Crystal said she would like to see a Chuck-wills-widow since she missed out on the visit I made with Henry to Fort Zach earlier in the week.   A few minutes later she spotted one that I had walked past.

This Yellow-throated Vireo provided our last decent look of the day.  It too, is migrating south for the winter.

Earlier this week, Henry and I made a trip to Fort Zachary Taylor in search of Chuck-wills-widows.  They have begun their migration through the Keys toward the Caribbean islands and to Central and South America for the winter.  Like many owls, they are a nocturnal species that can be tough to find during the day.  

Henry and I parked the car and walked across the parking lot and there it was.  After four years of looking for this bird, I finally had lifer #592 after about a 20 second search through the dense trees.

You bet we are in the Free State of Florida and Fort Zach is happy to remind you of where you are.

This morning, Henry and I made another visit to Fort Zach in search of boobies.   Yes, Judson, I'm talking about birds.  

Again, Henry and I parked the car and we walked to the beach for a look.  And, just like our previous trip, it took only seconds to spot this Brown Booby fishing with some sea gulls and terns before taking a break on a concrete piling just offshore.

And, just like that, I had lifer #593 and species #525 for the year.  Where does the next species for 2025 come from?  I have no idea.