Friends, birders, countrymen (and women)– lend me your ears. I come not to praise winter, but to bury it....

An early outing before work yesterday at Flatrock Brook Nature Center in the unseasonably warm temperatures turned out to...

Just the mention of the name conjures notions of fear and loathing in some folks, like farmers. Red-winged Blackbird...

I’ve been reading Bernd Heinrich’s Summer World lately and was struck by his description of the song of the...

At the tail end of my birding expedition today I was fortunate enough to have a close encounter with...

There’s something about a toucan, isn’t there? Toucans tell you that you aren’t in Kansas anymore. They affirm that...

Disbelief probably seems like the proper response to the idea that there are woodpeckers in New York City.  After...

Change is in the air, isn’t it? All around the world, satisfaction subsides as an inevitable restlessness sets in...