When discussing my birding plans for Sunday with some New Yorkers I was met with blank stares, queries about...

So there I was in Guatemala, where it’s cool to eat cookies before dawn. A murderer’s row of local...

Emily Dickinson is one of the first poets I can remember admiring. I’m not sure whether it was her...

I’ve been on the road quite a bit lately, enjoying outstanding avifauna in the process. This gets one to...

This morning I woke up at the crack of dawn and was in Forest Park, binoculars and camera at...

So there I was in Guatemala, where the living is easy. Our motley crew of American, Guatemalan, and British...

So there I was in Guatemala, where the people are good looking and the coffee is strong. The highlands...

After a grueling ordeal yesterday, which involved loading the contents of my third floor, two-bedroom apartment in Albany into...