A year ago this week, a legal notice in the local papers caused me to look skyward in search of answers to the exponentially increasing...

In the darkness of this early autumn morning an email arrives from my beekeeper mate Tom in Australia with alarming news of honeybee...

A 1960s winter photo of my grandparents in the Sierra Foothills captures an open landscape of widely spaced trees and open meadows. Today...

It’s late afternoon and I’m midway up a hill in a forest of pines above the Sacramento River. Below me, just above the river, I watch a...