On Saturday, June 10th, we opened the nets for one last time this Spring. In the regular six hours, we banded only seven birds, a clear sign that migration has come to an end once again. Nonetheless, it was interesting…

Spending every morning of the Spring outside looking for and listening to birds is not only a wonderful privilege, but it is also almost certainly a guaranteed recipe for uncovering wonderful surprises. In Spring, with all the excitement and rush…

Between the heavy rain of last Sunday (May 20) to the heavy rain of this Thursday (May 25), birds took advantage of the good weather to continue their migration. There was a new suite of migrants showing up in the…

The tropical push kept going on May 13 when migrant waves washed upon the shores of Georgian Bay at Cabot Head: it was another successful day of banding and observing. A total of 74 species were counted, including 18 species…

From top left, clockwise: An adult male Scarlet Tanager; A young female Pileated Woodpecker; A “Gambell” White-crowned Sparrow (a sub-species from the West); an adult male Blackburnian Warbler. A few of the wonderful birds who come through and are “lucky”…

What a difference a week makes! The horizon now shimmers with fresh green leaves, a tentative warmth seeps into our cold bones, a Tree Swallow pair has adopted the newly installed nest box. And colourful, tropical-looking birds are arriving in…

Pictures: Stéphane Menu

On May 3, after a long afternoon walking the Bruce Trail in the Bruce Peninsula National Park, the international BPBO team drove back to the station buoyed by a full sunny day. Arriving near the gate, where the landscape opens…

On our third day of continuous rain (May 2), I believe that a post on the weather is in order. As you probably know, when it rains, there is no banding, as it would be too dangerous for the birds.…

As I am very fond of saying, always expect the unexpected with birds and bird migration! Birds, untethered to land or sea, trace invisible pathways through the air, connecting distant locales with their feathery wings. And sometimes they go astray…