Long ago, before I became the bird-name rancoteur I am today, I had an idle question. Why, I asked myself, did the loons come...

One of my favourite walks when I visit my parents in England is the walk out to Hilbre in the Dee Estuary. The island...

Every year there manage to be two Loons out in front of the cabin, up in Minnesota’s lake country. They nest on the same,...

Picture this: you are on a lake, with dusk just beginning to fall. The surface of the water is calm, and a light breeze...