Pandemic life has taught me valuable lessons, many of which are in relation to birds. Usually I would be taking people in the field,...

A week and a half ago, I got some exciting news: My beloved Lake Cuitzeo, which I believed had dried up in our ongoing...

This has been the oddest May migration in memory, at least around upstate New York. The beauty of May, however, is that there are...

It’s a beautiful Spring morning… humming insects, calling birds. But then you hear the rev of a chainsaw, followed by the ripping sound of...

In six or seven months, the “best books of the year” features will come out in the important print and web publications.  They will...

Before our day at Geikie Gorge and Fitzroy Crossing low level bridge we were at Boab Quarry. This huge quarry is as a result...

It isn’t often that a single outing of mine yields enough photos for two weeks’ posts. But last Wednesday at 1 a.m., only 5...

I have it on good authority that many of you have already ridden the roller coaster of this season’s migration madness and are now...