Greatness lies not in being strong, but in the right use of strength.
~ Henry Ward Beecher

Cannon, Chickamauga & Chattanooga National Military Park, Georgia 2007
Greatness lies not in being strong, but in the right use of strength.
~ Henry Ward Beecher

Cannon, Chickamauga & Chattanooga National Military Park, Georgia 2007
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy watching and listening to Black Oystercatchers (Haematopus bachmani) but I hate their name. Yes, they are black in color but they don’t eat oysters, and oysters don’t need catching. This misnomer we can blame on the British (and who doesn’t enjoy blaming the British now and then).
A related species of these iconic coastal birds were named in 1731 by Mark Catesby, an English naturalist touring the southeastern United States. He described them as eating oysters and thus their new name was born, American Oystercatcher.
Previously, other species in England were called Sea Pies in reference to their pied coloration. I find that name quite charming (though sailors of the time might have confused it with a layered meat entree).

If we’re going to name the bird after its food then a more accurate name would be Black Musselpicker. Since they dine primarily on mussels and limpets on intertidal rocks. As you can see in the above photo, Black Oystercatchers blend in fairly well. I usually hear them before I see them. Their loud ringing whistles can even be heard over the sound of crashing waves.
Sadly, they are a species of concern out here on the Oregon Coast. The Portland Audubon Society is working with other groups to monitor the birds, especially during nesting season. According to 2015 data there were 500-600 individuals in Oregon. Unfortunately, I learned recently that none of the Black Oystercatcher hatchlings along the Central Oregon Coast survived this year. No matter the name, I certainly hope they remain for a long, long time.
Adults are obsolete children, and the hell with them.
~ Theodore Geisel (Dr. Seuss)

Kids Splashing in Creek, Savannah, Ohio 2017
Be so good they can’t ignore you.
~ Steve Martin

Bison Scratching, National Bison Range, Charlo, Montana 2018
If I have any beliefs about immortality, it is that certain dogs I have known will go to heaven – and very, very few persons.
~ James Thurber

Dog Fetching Ball, Pacific City, Oregon 2018
Since I was adopted it has always been a guessing game as to my ethnicity. Using my basic physical characteristics combined with where I was born it was presumed I was Scandinavian with a touch of German. I was born with red hair (which turned blonde when I was a toddler), I’m relatively tall, with a wee bit of a temper.
Fast forward to the miracles of DNA testing. I just received my results tonight and it turns out I am less than 10% Scandinavian and roughly a quarter Germanic. However, the majority of my heritage is centered on the south shore of the Baltic Sea, an area known as Pomerania (from po more, Slavic for “by the sea”). Fascinating!


Our Oregon Coast version of the Loch Ness Monster…

Road’s End, Lincoln City, Oregon 2018
We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.
~ Thornton Wilder

Haystack Rock, Pacific City, Oregon 2018
Experience is not what happens to you; it’s what you do with what happens to you.
~ Aldous Huxley

Mexican Tarantula Hawk Dragging Tarantula, Tucson, Arizona 2014
Only a fool trips on what’s behind him.
~ Anonymous

Sandy Footprints, Lincoln City, Oregon 2018