Bryan's Blog

The Adventures of a Field Biologist and Boy Explorer

What’s Next – Early April

Although snow still covers the hills of my home state of Vermont, I’m here in the Southeast to assure you that fifty shades of red are in your future before much of the green breaks out.

What’s Next – Late March

Despite today’s snowstorm here in northern New England, the first wave of migrating birds arrived with the warmth last week. Here’s your latest edition of What’s Next this spring.

What’s Next – Mid March

The birds and butterflies in your future this mid March as warm air brings about new flight in our woodlands and backyards.

Extinction and other Matters of Life and Death and Insects

Perspectives on the “insect apocalypse” and what we might do about it.

Insects and Us: Our Shared Fate

Now that the fate of insects is being described in apocalyptic terms, I’ll be helping to make some sense of it all live on Thursday, February 21, at noon on Vermont Public Radio. 

Naked in the Lake

Join me and my partner in paddling (and in life) Ruth Einstein this Friday in Montpelier for an adventure in water and wildlife.

The Poetry of Seashells

From my outpost by the sea in North Carolina, here are 10 reasons (with photos) for you to find joy in the poetry of seashells.

A Visit with the Gulf Stream

If you happen to be trapped in a Polar Vortex, if the Arctic has invaded your neighborhood, if everything outside seems to groan or crunch or crack, then I suggest you head for the Gulf Stream.

The Dawn Chorus

If you rushed around before work this morning, cleaning snow from the car, dashing for coffee, contemplating the inbox, then you probably missed it — that faint echo of springtime: bird song.

The Year in Flight

From tropical rainforests to northern bogs, a year of flying things on display for you in a span of 60 seconds.

What’s This? No. 32

What’s wrong with this puzzle? Lots. Among the 79 butterflies depicted in this otherwise lovely portrait, I’ve found no fewer than 14 errors.

Capital City Blues

During these shortest days of the year here is some light — three Eastern Bluebirds visiting my backyard not more than a half mile from downtown Montpelier.