Saturday was a day for birding. After looking for winter gulls along the Mohawk River upstream from its confluence...

When I woke up Saturday morning I didn’t see my shadow, a good sign on Groundhog’s Day. Even better...

On Friday my job required me to be in Manhattan for meetings all afternoon. Seeing as I still live...

Jory Langner is an Albany-area birder whose musings during his New York State Big Year last year were presented...

Previously brought to our loyal readers’ attention here, a Scott’s Oriole, normally a denizen of desert landscapes in distant...

Monday morning, after driving Daisy to the Amtrak station to catch the train back to the city I decided...

Some sites simply must be sought out by North American birders, at least those of us in the East...

I was in Plattsburgh, NY, for work, minding my own business and walking across SUNY-Plattsburgh’s campus. Bird calls, familiar...