Off in the distances I can hear the familiar scream-like call of a blue jay. The sound pierces through the yellow and orange autumn maple leaves on a crisp blue sky day. I sit enjoying the sunshine, ...

Birds do all kinds of things, and they do different things depending on the species, the terrain, the weather, and all sorts ...

A welcome winter thaw before Christmas called me into the woods. My dog and I followed our usual hiking path, up and down hills in the remnant Big Woods adjacent to where I live. The top layer of ...