On a hunt for early warblers, I drove this morning in sun and wind to Wallace Bay National Wildlife Area, a freshwater marsh located on the north shore of Nova Scotia about 35 kilometres west of Tatam...
In early morn I walked in drizzle beneath overcast skies, my ears and eyes seeking birds. Ruby-crowned kinglets let loose with high-spirited, rollicking songs, their voices, like those of winter wrens...
In his nature classic A Sand County Almanac, Aldo Leopold wrote that wood heats us twice, once when we cut it and once when we burn it. Lately, wood has been heating my son Janis more than twice. Assi...
Early this morning I walked in frost, the sun a pale gold ball burning through thin trunks of birches growing alongside Balmoral Road. I heard the sharp chatter and ‘cheerio-cheeriup-cheerioR...