All of a sudden on the day after Christmas – Tuesday, Dec. 26 – I suddenly thought of a northern shrike. (That’s the Feast of St. Stephen, for those of us interested in such matters.) My hand was on ...
Each year around Halloween, the northern shrike lands in our region to spend the winter. A songbird slightly smaller than a robin and covered in silvery-gray plumage, it sports a black tail and wings ...
It’s winter and the only thing my yard is full of right now is the hustle and bustle of hungry birds as they bicker with one another over food. This group is so reliable that I call them the “regulars ...
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