I am not a true birder. In a walk through the woods, true birders stop, raise a finger, alert others to the birdsong and then identify the bird. Sometimes they point out the bird itself, proving that ...

I am not a true birder. In a walk through the woods, true birders stop, raise a finger, alert others to the birdsong and then identify the bird. Sometimes they point out the bird itself, proving that ...

Snow fell on Brummel Street in Evanston this week and all was quiet. Too quiet for some. No longer does a semiwild guinea fowl sound its barbaric yawp from a spruce tree before dawn. People don’t stop ...