Butler's Birds

I wasn't specifically in Iowa for the birds last weekend, but as any other addict can attest...one manages to fit in some time all the ...

To break one's duck...I've always liked that British-ism, an idiom meaning someone has done something for the first time. It's a...

On the way home from the Arlington/Palo Verde agricultural fields last weekend I swung by Encanto Park. With several large duck ponds and a...

I'll play the part of a snooty birding aristocrat this month, and tell tales of wining and winging in southeast AZ, now over at Birding ...

Last weekend I drove out west to Arlington and its agriculture fields in search of Kites, Ferruginous Hawks, and Long-billed Curlew. I didn...

As mentioned in a previous post, I spent last Saturday morning at Tres Rios with Pops chasing after a vagrant Northern Parula and Chestnut-s...

There was a cool story on NPR this afternoon (yes, I listen to a liberal radio station; I'm really not that bad once you get to know...o...

After dipping on a Northern Parula at the Tres Rios Wetlands last weekend, I was determined to find the bird this week and thus not have it ...

I must warn of two things up front. Firstly, this post is, alas, not going to be a tale of addition and fancy Indian gins. Secondly, this i...