Just when you’ve persuaded everyone you know, from barflies in Montana to hotshot Manhattan editors to your infant nephews, that birds are the greatest...

A friend was in Florida, and as people in Florida are wont to do, he taunted me with pictures of some good birds that...

If I was the sort of person to engage in rampant anthropomorphism, and sometimes I am, I would say that late summer is the...

The most recent addition to my life list is the Northwestern Crow, but its name is boring and it probably isn’t even a proper...

“It’s the least-visited national park in the United States*,” our gracious host said as we drove up Route 20 towards the Methow Valley, through...

While on a top-secret mission, I found the following at the bottom of a box filled with Petersonania and cheaply-printed knockoff Fuertes prints. The...

Last week I had the privilege of taking a group of Queens middle-schoolers birding in Forest Park as part of an after-school program. We...

One of the recurring discussions in the world of nature writing is the problem of tone. Given the sheer magnitude of the issues facing...