Language has long been a means of capturing the wonder of the natural world, and one of the most fascinating linguistic curiosities lies in the realm of collective nouns in nature.
Every year, as the sugar cane harvest begins in Okinawa, a fascinating display of opportunistic wildlife behavior unfolds. Towering stalks of cane, standing undisturbed for months, are suddenly stripped away by the relentless grind of harvesting machinery.
Photographing the Black-faced Spoonbill in Okinawa is a humbling experience—one that reminds me that every encounter with wildlife is a fleeting gift, one worth preserving for generations to come.
Winter wildlife visitors to Okinawa tend to be of avian fare. They are able to migrate here for the winter months for various reasons specific to their behavioral needs.
Wild weekends in Okinawa, “Yes, there will be snakes”. To answer the first question that invariably gets asked when discussing the wildlife of Okinawa.
“Bora Bora You Beauty”! The sounds whispered through my lips as I gazed down at what some consider to be the most beautiful of all islands in French Polynesia, and some would say the World.