Mourning dove. Squirrel. Goldenrod. What do they have in common? Somewhere in Michigan, someone hates them.

On a sunny spring day when the thermometer tops 50, some of us get the urge to go out and clean up the yard. Fifty is kind of a magical number in the natural world, too.

The first bird song I remember ever hearing was a robin. I was crawling around under the dining room table, as kids do, when I heard a new sound outside. I scrambled to the window to see what it was–a dark bird with a red stomach. A robin, my mother said.

There are many species of leech in Michigan but only a few feed on mammal blood.

Overall, they created a chamber about three by five feet in area and about five feet high.

Some friends and I were cross-country skiing when we found a large patch of feathers...

Valentine’s Day is approaching so here’s a heartwarming story about porcupine love.

Have you ever noticed a goose swimming in an icy pond and wondered how they keep their feet warm? It turns out they have lots of strategies.