There were lots of buffalo, lots of passenger pigeons, lots of oysters. And then, poof! Hardly any. Or none ... OK, let's flip the question: What were there precious few of 150 years ago, in a couple ...
When I told people I was planning to eat a Canada Goose, they looked at me as if I'd said I was roasting a rat for dinner. The wild Branta canadensis is ranked down there with the pigeon and the ...
I'll never forget the day the geese turned the sky black. It was a bright autumn afternoon in my favorite boyhood wilderness -- Rockefeller Preserve in New York's Hudson Valley. From a distance, I ...