Bryan's Posts About Science

Light from Darkness

By the thousands they flew into our lives: Moths sporting zigzags and polka dots. Moths adorned in carmine, azure and gold. Here’s my report on lessons from National Moth Week.

BE THE FLAME AND THE MOTH

During National Moth Week, discover and enjoy the shock-and-awe diversity in your own backyard. Just leave the porch light on for a few hours.

Greg Lasley

Greg Lasley, who died on January 30, personified dignity and benevolence. And because he showed us wildlife and wild places, Greg ranks among our great conservationists. He gave so that we might see the world.

Rebuilding

On Inauguration Day, an ephemeral insect in the Grand Canyon offers some perspective on rebuilding, hope and new forms of extinction.

Butterflies in Tribute to Darwin and Lincoln

Butterflies in celebration of Charles Darwin and Abraham Lincoln, each born on this day 211 years ago.

Cheating Death

A moth, a carnivorous plant, a Barbara Kingsolver novel and its cover illustration launch me on a journey of natural history and mistaken identity.

Flowers and Light

New research on butterfly evolution helps explain the force that drove these insects from the darkness into the light.

The Monarch Monsoon

A Monarch on its way to Mexico would seem to have no legitimate business 10 miles out to sea. Try telling that to the thousands of Monarchs here in the Gulf of Maine on Monhegan Island.

Fall Migration

Here in the woods of home today, rather than watching waves of hawks and Monarchs, I’m hot on the trail of a little caterpillar on its journey of only a few feet.

The 2019 Monarch Migration Report

The forecast this autumn calls for Monarchs — maybe even lots of them in some places.

The Extinction of Meaning

Now that the Trump administration has advanced its plan to weaken the Endangered Species Act, here’s my essay, first published at Medium.com, about our fading ties to wildlife and wild places. 

When Songbirds Fall to Earth

Delivered from the fog, the grace and irony of tired warblers feeding at my feet on Monhegan Island, Maine.