As we continued east from Almaty the air got drier and drier and the landscape got more and more desolate.  We passed a town...

A million colors come with spring but one particular shade of blue bedevils the imaginations of northeastern American birders this time of year: cerulean....

I have been fortunate over the last week in that my folks let me borrow their car, which means I’ve had transportation for which...

On the fourth day in Kazakhstan I awoke early and, in the drizzlymist, once again birded the grounds of the hotel in Almaty.  The...

It may not feel like summer during this chilly Northeast June but the birds know what time it is. Avians everywhere are doing it,...

Part of my meticulously crafted Father’s Day celebration (after the rain-lashed finale of an amazing Rochester Jazz Festival) was a spare hour of birding...

After leaving Big Almaty Lake, the site of our Ibisbill dip, we continued uphill to the Tien Shan Astronomical Observatory where lunch was distributed...

This past Saturday, when I was supposed to be upstate spending time with my family, an unfortunate chain of events led to Daisy and...