The last Great Auk in Britain was executed as a witch, or so the story goes. Perhaps executed is not quite fair – there...

On August 5, 1985 three of the last nine wild condors soared close overhead as I stood, awestruck, in the foothills above San Bernardino,...

One of the most difficult of all things to endure for a crow, a raven, a wolf, or a human is to feel alone...

I was in Plattsburgh, NY, for work, minding my own business and walking across SUNY-Plattsburgh’s campus. Bird calls, familiar bird calls: Pine Grosbeaks. Of...

After my last adventure in the high hills of western Albany County I got an email from Christine, the birder who found my year...

It is time to announce for the second time the results of the Diabolical Bird ID Quiz, seeing as the first answers post disappeared...

Good luck on this one. All of the pictures were taken at my Aunt Bonnie and Uncle Paul’s house in Saugerties, New York, this...

A couple of days after Will and I were at Noblewood and saw a Dunlin, local nature photographer Jeff Nadler went there and reported...