I awaken to the bumble, rumble, scraping of the town plow along the road as it tosses the accumulated snow onto the rising verges of road drift. As the plow moves away, the world becomes snow-silent.

Neil Lalonde found himself 40 feet above the ground one spring morning, reaching into a woodpecker nest in a loblolly pine, and pulling out a 5-day-old bird. He clasped tiny bands around its ankles, ...

On Wednesday morning, I woke up to 8 inches of snow and a population of woodpeckers at my backyard feeders that had exploded. By Friday, the temperature dropped to a minus 2 degrees Fahrenheit, ...

“…No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, / No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! — / November!” ("November," Thomas Hood, 1844) Taptaptapping ...

Feeding birds is an enjoyable way to bring life to a quiet winter garden, and if you make the effort to attract woodpeckers, they'll repay you by discreetly helping your plants thrive. Woodpeckers are ...