Entries by Betty Ann Rubinow

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The Gem…

…that is Fishers Island. I wanted to give folks an idea of the VERY precious Eelgrass meadows that surround our Island. Yesterday, I attended a Fishers Island Seagrass Management meeting with student representative Nick Hall. A small subcommittee of the Coalition met to discuss: “Community Monitoring & Citizen Science”. From the Field, Field Note, Justine […]

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Common Loon

Quick peek this morning within Silver Eel Cove. This fish-eating bird looks to be a juvenile, still “wearing” its partial white collar plumage. It appears Loon have become more “common” in waters around Fishers Island these years, especially in north side coves. *Listen for their yodeling or wailing calls echo in the calm… From the […]

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Widgeon View*

Meanwhile, with seals taking over these sea ducks’ favorite resting grounds, a flotilla of Widgeon glide over to the eastern tip of South Beach, where foraging looks good. These beautiful ducks also like to graze occasionally on Hay Harbor Golf Course. Keep a look out! * Very cold and wobbly snippet From the Field, Video […]

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Washed Ashore*

This morning, a community member let me know of a “not so typical” seal sighting south side, Fishers Island. I rode up to find what I believe is a “younger” Gray seal, or possibly Harp seal. With all the winds and tides, it could have landed here. I will keep an eye on the animal […]

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Hatch a Plan

A white-breasted Nuthatch pair clear out their neighbor’s “squirreled away” possessions, making room for nesting. From the Field, Video Snippet, Justine Kibbe, Feb. 23, 2019

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February’s Ruddy Turnstones

I’ll have to check my notes to see if I have documented the Ruddy Turnstone west end, south side, of the Elizabeth Field runway as EARLY as February. I was happy to see four of these returning shore birds rummaging through the thick wrack line that is “thankfully” typical there…. *stewardship is as stewardship does […]

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Winter Doldrums Be Gone!*

This morning I could tell that the Island is on the verge of awakening. It started with ravens west raising a ruckus. (Still about housing!) Looking past the Gatehouse, subtle hues of pale greens midst marshy thickets. I’m just counting the weeks before our “peeps” sound off. Young harbor seals playfully porpoising northside made their […]