“I’m… so… tired.” One September morning, you’ll hear those three plaintive, descending notes emerge from the edge of the yard, a new sound in this quiet ...

In spring, songbirds serenaded us with sweet song each morning in the “dawn chorus.” In summer, the monotonous droning of cicadas and katydids day and night gave us that season’s iconic sounds. But ...

Archery and small game hunters surely have an advantage over those of us who enjoy the scenery from our cars. To be in the woods, right in the middle of autumn at its best, to see hear and smell ...