So I went to Staten Island, perhaps best summed up by a web comic: Now they’re just makin’ up places. It was a good...

Those of you who go outside like actual birders and/or adults may not be aware of the latest craze to sweep the internet. No,...

I’ve mentioned before the odd melancholy that comes from seeing extraordinary birds while knowing that the extraordinary circumstances that brought them to my local...

As I had cause to observe last weekend, the great divide between birders and nonbirders is best expressed through gulls. Owls and eagles and...

The early teen years are prime time for kids to adopt environmentalism as a cause. The human sense of fairness and empathy is strongly...

I was feeling fairly disheartened. My big year, after starting off with an incredible rarity, had fizzled. A literal wild goose chase had led...

Somehow, the Couch’s Kingbird is still there. Or was as of yesterday, according to the New York birding list serv. Given that a lively...

Despite my fraught relationship with listing, there’s always been part of me that loves the idea of a Big Year. (The nerdy part.) Of...