Taken while on La Luz Trail, Sandia Mountains, New Mexico
A young, female black-chinned hummer I was fortunate enough to hold for just a few moments while banding this morning at Rio Grande Nature Center
A few champagne cocktails, from L to R: French 75, Champagne Cocktail, and Black Velvet. Wedding themed flower arrangements, courtesy of my partner.
The Dale Ball Trail, Santa Fe, NM
They may seem like unlikely bed fellows (with the exception of the Whiskey Sour), but the complex sweetness of bourbon can pair quite well with a little citric tang.
Above: the De Rigueur Cocktail (left, Grapefruit/Honey) and Boulevardier (right, Campari/Vermouth).
The mournful call and yodel of the Common Loon was the greatest pursuit of my early birding career. Requiring crystal clear water far from human development, my first encounter would call for a 6 hour drive from my home in Brooklyn to the town of Keene deep in the Adirondack Mountains. There, at the end of a string of lakes feeding the Hudson river, soaked and exhausted after a night of sleeping in torrential rain, I finally heard the beautiful moan of the Loon as it pierced the morning fog.
Performing a very impromptu version of the infamous bartending trick using milk frothing tins. Taken a few years back at Chelsea’s Hotel Americano
From left to right: Jungle Bird (Black Rum/Campari/Pineapple), Lei-Lani Volcano (Aged Rum/Guava Soda/Pineapple/Coconut), and Cora Middleton (basically a rum version of the Clover Club). Tiki drinks have long been a guilty pleasure of mine. When Smuggler’s Cove released their cocktail book earlier this year, I just couldn’t resist.