On a cold March afternoon in 1983, I sat in a blind on the banks of the Platte River near Kearney, Neb. and watched seemingly endless lines of sandhill cranes, Canada geese, snow geese, and many ...

At the end of last week when the morning sun hit the Dawn redwood tree in the yard, it looked like a big orange Christmas tree. This redwood (Metasequoia glyptostroboides) is different from the giant ...