Butler's Birds

A few of weeks ago Pops and I drove out to an infamous, festering hole of satan sweat in southeastern California also know as the Salton Se...

The end of August and early September is a strange time of year for birding in Phoenix. The usual birding patches are often under-populated,...

Last week I made the rash decision to dash and see a vagrant Purple Gallinule at the Gilbert Water Ranch on Sunday evening. This immature bi...

Hello Readers, For the 11th month in a row, the future has arrived, and now since it is the 4th of the month again, my monthly contributio...

There are several genera of birds that are notoriously hard to identify. Here in North America, beginning and experienced bird-watchers ali...

We've had some fun weather these past couple of weeks in Phoenix, with the August heat punctuated by intermittent monsoon aftershocks. I...

Everyone loves jargon. At least, if you're a part of the group that understands it. Every group and every hobby, every lifestyle and eve...

Birding on Sundays is a delicate business. Sunday is the day when I have to do all of the work I put off doing on Friday and Saturday. Sund...