NORTH SLOPE, Alaska — “Chick chick whirrr, chick whirrr.” Although it was a recorded birdsong that chattered through each of the poplar stands we entered, I still occasionally caught myself believing ...

Last Thursday morning it was pleasant and cool on the porch as I drank my morning coffee and watched two ruby-throated hummingbirds spar. It was a nice break from the hot, humid day before, although ...

I approach a flock of mountain chickadees feasting on pine nuts. A cacophony of sounds, coming from the many different bird species that rely on the Sierra Nevada’s diverse pine cone crop, fill the ...