Right Side Up

Excuse me, sir—is your beak pointing down? If you, gentle reader, were dressed as a Nuthatch, I’m pretty sure your … More

Mr. Peekaboo

You’re checking me out through the corner of your eye, young Mr. Carson Cardinal, so why can’t you come out … More

If you had a black silk doctoral robe with red epaulets, wouldn’t you wear it? At least when lecturing or … More

My name is Moe, short for Molothrus ater, and I held still, for a bird anyhow, so the photographer could fire … More

“Never fly when you can creep,” says Wendell the White-Breasted Nuthatch. He may walk to a different drummer, but man … More

Than a loving Carolina caress… Especially if you’re a Wren! When I first saw some action going on between two Carolina … More

And she’s a she. You gotta problem with that? In my experience they’re a bit bolder than the guys. A … More

Tough going for Robins this week—after two blissful days of seasonal temperatures, we’re back in the Fahrenheit 40s. Brr! 💨 … More

Shot a few days ago… With earth on his busy beak, from worm hunting!

There’s no mistaking Buster when he descends upon the garden! Some dislike the way a Blue Jay clears the feeder … More