A sewage pond is, like a landfill, one of those places by which non-birders get very confused. “Wait, you’re going to a sewage pond?...

Ah, these lazy days of summer will grow more frantic before long. Fit in at least one nap in a hammock before the leaves...

I’ve just seen something that was a) exciting for the birder in me to watch and that b) completely stumped the zoologist in me:...

It’s August, and first on the menu is: Fried Rehabber. Summer is high season. The general public is out and about, birds and animals...

Wow, wouldn’t you love to go camping in Windjana Gorge like Clare Morton did? The second weekend of August is marked, at least in...

I am fluent in bird. I can tell what bird territory boundaries are in my neighborhood or when an American Robin has spotted a...

In his comment in last week’s post on the Marlborough Sounds, Beat writer Jochen described the New Zealand Fantail as one of the best...

As of the beginning of last month, I am no longer a resident of Chapel Hill, North Carolina. Having lived in Chapel Hill for...