Just down the street from Daisy’s sister’s and brother-in-law’s house in Temecula, CA, is a little tiny place called...

‘Twas the great Oscar Wilde (not that rogue Oscar Wildlife) who opined, “But what is the difference between literature...

Just two short weeks ago, I proudly announced that one of Charlie’s posts was selected for inclusion in the...

As long as the ivory-bill’s existence remains ambiguous, North America’s reigning woodpecker must be the Pileated Woodpecker.  This hulking...

If previous incarnations of the Diabolical ID Quiz left you scratching your head this one might leave you wanting...

Of all the birds one can see in southern California there is one that is a bit more special...

Passion is fleeting. The ardor that compels the neophyte to dive headlong into an activity will most certainly abate...

This past Sunday Andrew and I once again went looking for birds while the women did, well, women things I...