Spring is here, and love is in the air. Birds are romancing each other, and new nests are being built all around. I know you have seen the birds and heard their different songs. They are busy at work, ...

The thunder rolled and lightning danced among the jagged peaks as a summer rainstorm soaked the alpine meadows of California’s Sierra Nevada. Our parkas were zipped tight and heads down as we plodded ...

Early this spring, I hung a small bird box from a pergola rafter ten feet from my kitchen window. I had high hopes that either Carolina chickadees or house wrens (both are cavity-nesters) would ...

June, June, glorious June, when the morning avian chorus is still quite strong. Birds are no longer flirting, serenading, wingwagging and air dancing/tumbling to attract a mate. Couples have hunkered ...

In 1934 a song called “The Bluebird of Happiness” with lyrics by Edward Heyman hit the airways to popular acclaim. Today, a Chester County woman, Marilyn Michalski of Phoenixville, can lay claim to ...