As this holiday week advanced and my Wednesday deadline approached, I was torn between two post themes. One was to piggyback on Patrick O’Donnell’s...

… to where I once belonged. My first experience birding was as a teenager back in the 70s, when birding meant a pair of...

It was some seven years ago that I had the idea (brilliant, if I may say so myself) to use Google Maps “terrain” function...

Like many birders, I regularly submit short lists of birds seen at my place of employment. But I also sometimes go there, specifically to...

I moved to Mexico in 1983 (and really should update my bio below). Angie, now my wife, moved here in 1985, and we married...

Twitching is a British term used to mean “the pursuit of a previously located rare bird.”… a twitcher who fails to see a rare bird...

I went to the rural park of Kilómetro 23 last Monday, so-called because of its distance from downtown Morelia. It is not one of...

You know how you plan your regular Monday birding outing in spite of a category 2 hurricane making landfall on the coast, 135 miles...