Thursday, June 4, 2015. A boy once lost his way in the world. The birds in the trees. The birds upon the sea. The birds ripe for Crushing. Then one day, a boy spent much time with three nerds. One nerd was a Machine. One nerd Used to Hate Birds. The last nerd cared only for three things, all of which begin with the letter B. What follows are the fruits of his labor. In the shadows of a Maine forest, a boy lured a Chestnut-sided W.

All photos Tim Schreckengost and Nate Fronk unless otherwise noted. Here are some of my photos.

A blog of the life and times of a Pennsylvania youth birder. The Final Days of Camp Chiricahua. This was a spot I had been hoping to visit all trip as it was holding both black-capped gnatcatchers and rufous-capped warblers. When we arrived at Florida, we ate breakfast at the vans before beginning the strenuous hike up the canyon.