The Adventures of a Field Biologist and Boy Explorer
Don’t Drain the Swamp
At long last, I stand with President Trump. Let us ridicule Washington no more as a swamp. A cesspool? Certainly. A sewer? Sure. But not a swamp. Not as a metaphor for our center of dysfunction, corruption and angry tweets. Swamps deserve far better.
In from the Field (and Out Again)
Scenes from flight season here in Vermont — and beyond.
News from the frontiers of blue butterflies and burgundy damselflies.
A Vireo Underwater
Here on Monhegan Island, off Maine’s midcoast, I noticed a Philadelphia Vireo this morning — underwater.
A Eulogy for Coffee Corner
Another diner died on Sunday — Coffee Corner in my home city of Montpelier. Without Coffee Corner, Montpelier will still be the greatest city on Earth. But it will never be the same city.
Drum Roll, Please
Trees speak many languages: their leaves whoosh in summer, their trunks creak in winter. At the onset of spring, however, trees become sounding boards for courtship. Before the thrushes and warblers and sparrows arrive to sing from branches and boughs, woodpeckers kick off the spring chorus with a drum roll.
Vermont’s New Damselfly and Dragonfly Atlas
Today we launched the Vermont Damselfly and Dragonfly Atlas, which allows anyone to report, track, study, discover or simply enjoy these charismatic insects.
If nature blogs were as rhapsodic as BuzzFeed and other clickbait, they might read something like these.
A Puff of Springtime from a Grey Alder
Spring erupts from Specked Alder.
A Poem for April
One of only two poems I have ever written. Yeah, April is that compelling.
Happy Vernal Equinox
On this day with roughly 12 hours of daylight and 12 hours of darkness, I bring you two insects.
A butterfly slide show to join the odd winter warmth on the way here in New England.