As I walked along Bolivar Flats, just across from Galveston Island in Texas, I watched flocks of sanderlings forage along the frothy wavefront as it surged and retreated. Nearby, Caspian terns, ...

While sitting on my back porch one day during late afternoon, my leisurely pursuit was interrupted as a large and seemingly nervous flock of red-winged blackbirds happened to fly by my location. The ...

At dusk, a flock of starlings can fill part of the sky. The swarm does not fly in one direction, but rather moves in a vortex, becoming dense and sparse, as if there is some kind of rhythm. Rene ...