Here in the Empire State, August’s arrival triggers some predictable reactions: “Aw, summer is almost over.” “Aw, school will be starting any day now.”...

Midsummer means shorebirding in these parts. Some of you may be stifling a yawn at the very thought of parsing peeps, while others may...

We have been busy walking the beach and keeping an eye on our local Pied Oystercatchers and the two pairs that laid their eggs...

Ladies and gentlemen, the Silly Season approaches. Parliament takes  a summer break and trivial stories fill the slow-news days. For birders, the summer brings...

The last weekend of July signals the midpoint of the current season, at least as far as the conventional calendar is concerned. Birds run...

In a society that values consensus and clarity, speaking out against the conventional wisdom or shared beliefs requires bravery. Sometimes a moment demands a...

Over recent weeks we have observed the departure of the thousands of Plumed Whistling-Ducks from the Broome Poo Ponds and now there are only...

Weekends, particularly those sweet summer ones, possess a remarkable elasticity, stretching and spilling over its shoulder days and beyond. We savor three-day weekends, crave...