On nearly every one of my daily walks in the neighborhood in January, a black-capped chickadee calls its name. It doesn’t matter if it’s snowing, cold, raining, gloomy or sunny, and if no other birds ...

Signs of spring are finally upon us. The last three mornings, around 6 o’clock, we’ve wakened to hear a male chickadee courtship song consisting of three notes: a descending whole step followed by a ...

Early last week when I finished my column on the black-capped chickadee and hit the send button, I then went outside to check the mail. From the top of a tree somewhere nearby, I heard a sweet and ...

In a small wooden box strapped to a lodgepole pine sits a plump mountain chickadee. She lifts her small bill and white eyebrows and flies out, revealing five chicks that are a week old. Bony and ...

Have you ever been for a walk in the woods on a sunny winter day when suddenly you were surrounded by dozens of tiny fluttering wings? The robins have headed south for the winter. And if you're out of ...