Old bones are cold bones, I've heard it said, and my old bones have been sticking pretty close to home. That's why I don't have a bird of my own to present this week. Instead, I decided to borrow one.

Sitting on a bench surrounded by 70-foot-tall Norway spruces, I watch a red-breasted nuthatch take a peanut from a feeder in my front yard. There’s a cool breeze on this sunny autumn day, and I know ...

Bird sounds that always make me chuckle are those of the red-breasted nuthatch. I won’t call them songs because they don’t meet most people’s idea of “song.” The most common call of this species is ...

The tiny Red-breasted Nuthatch is smaller than a sparrow, so its call may be more noticeable, sounding like a kid blowing a tin trumpet in the forest. Their high-pitched nasally call is an extended ...

What is with that crazy bird? Why does he just climb down the tree then fly to the top and then climb down again? It is a nuthatch. It’s habit of hopping headfirst down tree trunks helps it see ...

I love to visit the oak woodlands at any season. There’s always something going on, between migratory birds and the year-round presence of titmice, chickadees, jays and white-breasted nuthatches. This ...

Hidden behind the needled boughs of a spruce tree that rises from my yard, a group of nuthatches was having an animated conversation. It seemed early in the day to engage in such lively chatter, but ...