Pam’s Perspective Pam Otto is the Manager of Nature Programs and Interpretive Services for the St. Charles Park District When you hear the phrase “little kings,” what image comes to mind? An array of 7-oz. bottles of beer, served, as all fine beverages are, in a bucket? If so, maybe you spent too much time
Bird, Fly, Golden Crown Kinglet
Last week we took a look at the secret lives of honeybees, and how they work through spring, summer and fall in order to produce enough honey to get them through the winter. We promised, at the end of that column, that this week we’d supply you with tips on how to find active bee
Bees, Fly, Honeybees, sting
Pam’s Perspective Pam Otto is the Manager of Nature Programs and Interpretive Services for the St. Charles Park District Boy, talk about a honey of a deal. At a time when most insects are whiling away the hours in some sort of inactive state, be it egg, larva, pupa or adult, as well as a
Bees, Fly, Honeybees, sting
Pam’s Perspective Pam Otto is the Manager of Nature Programs and Interpretive Services for the St. Charles Park District A black-throated blue warbler appeared outside the office window the other day, and it got me to thinking. My first thought went something like, “Hey, that’s a black-throated blue warbler!” And then the ol’ bean went
Bird, Black Throated Blue Warbler, Fly, Warbler
A black-throated blue warbler appeared outside the office window the other day, and it got me to thinking. My first thought went something like, “Hey, that’s a black-throated blue warbler!” And then the ol’ bean went silent. But just for a minute. A second thought soon bubbled to the surface, and this one is with
Bird, Crash, Fly
One of the things I love most about being outdoors is that you never know what you might find. This time of year especially, the woods, fields and streams are full of curiosities, some annual in nature and some so rare you might see them only once in a lifetime. If you move slow enough,
Bat, Critter, FlySt. Charles Park District Nature News – May 1 You know what it’s like when you know where something’s supposed to be, but you just can’t seem to find it? For me it happens all the time with things like coffee cups and car keys. And nature. Take, for instance, a naturalist program I was
Bird, Eagle, FlyYou know what it’s like when you know where something’s supposed to be, but you just can’t seem to find it? For me it happens all the time with things like coffee cups and car keys. And nature. Take, for instance, a naturalist program I was involved with several years ago when I worked for
Bird, Eagle, Fly, Nature
My dad was a big fan of the 1950s sitcom The Honeymooners. (So big a fan, in fact, that he wouldn’t pick up my mom for their weekly Saturday night date until after the show was over.) It follows then that, by association—and maybe genetics—I too am a big Honeymooners fan. Every one of those
Bird, Fly, Sapsucker