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Howell: Molt in North American Birds
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For long decades, guides to North American birds treated seasonal and age-related differences in plumage as fixed, discrete phenomena, with hardly a hint as to just how an individual bird’s feathers might pass from immature to adult, from winter to summer, from breeding to non-breeding. Even the banding manuals implicitly instructed us to consider the colors of a plumage rather than the timing and the circumstances of its origin, so that for most species–especially passerines–we were left in those benighted pre-Pyle days with a relatively ineloquent and relatively imprecise set of age-and-sex categories into which we had to fit the victims of our nets and potter traps.
Matters improved and eyes opened with the publication in 1987 of Peter Pyle and Steve Howell’s Identification Guide to North American Passerines, which immediately rendered the erstwhile standard texts by Dwight, Roberts, and Wood obsolete; suddenly, banders and ambitious birders had a tool that let them use not the state of a bird’s plumage–properly speaking, its aspect–but rather its relationship to other, preceding and subsequent plumages to age and sex the individual with sometimes startling precision. We learned, in a moment of almost blinding clarity, that we should be paying attention to the transitions between plumages rather than to the “plumages” themselves: that we should, in other words, be concentrating on molt rather than on its product.
I’d venture to assume that nearly every birder has heard of molt, that regular process by which birds replace old, worn feathers with new, strong ones. And I’m equally certain that even today not one North American birder in ten fully recognizes the many ways in which even a simple understanding of the phenomenon can increase our enjoyment, and our knowledge, of the birds we watch in the field.

Photo: WINGS Birding Tours Worldwide.
In a series of groundbreaking articles in Birding, Birding World, Western Birds, and elsewhere, Steve Howell has been at the forefront of introducing recent discoveries about molt into our field practice as birders. Now, with his new Peterson Reference Guide, Molt in North American Birds, Howell offers birders a concise and beautifully written summary of much of what is known about molt as a phenomenon, followed by chapters dedicated to the molt “strategies” followed in every family of birds breeding in North America north of Mexico. The result is a volume that every birder will learn a great deal from–and one that, by raising repeatedly questions still unanswered by students of molt, will inspire birders, banders, and ornithologists to learn even more about this fascinating and often complicated subject.
Howell begins with a too modestly titled 65-page “Introduction” to the subject at hand, offering first a series of interrogatories on such fundamental topics as the nature of feathers and the difference between a plumage–a set of feathers produced by a molt–and an aspect–the appearance of a bird’s feather “coat” at a given time. Richly and attractively illustrated (most of the stunning photos are Howell’s own), this catechism of molt should be required reading even for birders uninterested in the phenomenon’s broader implications for birding.
In the remaining 45 introductory pages, Howell discusses the patterns and strategies of molt observable in North American birds, defining plumages using the “modified” Humphrey-Parkes system and introducing the four fundamental sequences of molt. The Basic strategies are distinguished from Alternate strategies by their lack of a pre-alternate molt (and thus of an alternate plumage); Complex strategies differ from Simple strategies in the “insertion” of an “extra,” pre-formative molt in the first molt cycle (a cycle lasts approximately a year in most familiar species). Thus, birds exhibit a Simple Basic strategy, a Complex Basic strategy, a Simple Alternate strategy, or a Complex Alternate strategy.
The strategies, and the molts and plumages they comprise, are described with admirable clarity in Howell’s text, though in this section–unlike anywhere else in the book–I found some of the illustrations and their captions less immediately comprehensible. The series of photographs tracing the progress of molts and plumages of a nuttalli (italicized, please!) White-crowned Sparrow is itself informative, though in a quibbling moment I might have preferred a subspecies where the adults’ head pattern is brighter. Unfortunately, the caption to Figure 29, showing a bird undergoing its pre-alternate molt, might easily be misread. At least the last sentence should have been rewritten, to begin “In this first-cycle bird, most of the body feathers are still formative plumage….” As the caption stands now, it could be read–as I did at first–as suggesting that all Nuttall’s White-crowns somehow retain bits of their formative and of their juvenile plumages after their limited pre-alternate molt.
Figure 36, which uses paintings familiar to many readers from David Sibley’s Birding Basics, suffers from a lapse in design: the horizontal lines separating the illustrations of each strategy from their label should be below, not above, the accompanying diagram; as things stand, the label “Simple basic strategy” seems to belong to paintings showing a complex basic strategy, and the label “Simple alternate strategy” appears to go with paintings showing a complex alternate strategy. No matter how many times I’ve looked at this opening, my eye still mis-allocates the paintings and their labels.
Perhaps the most important illustration in the book, Figure 35, presents graphically the differences so well described in prose among the four molt strategies. But the caption here fails to do justice to the ingenuity of Howell’s diagram, leaving the reader–at least this reader–uncertain whether some of the graphic details are intended to convey meaning or, and this seems less likely, are simply inconsistencies in design. For example, the caption informs us that a broken line distinguishes body feathers from flight feathers (an important distinction, given that in all but the simple basic strategy, body feathers in at least the first cycle are molted more often than remiges and rectrices); but what does it mean when that line becomes a solid line in the diagram? And does the pre-alternate molt under the complex alternate strategy in fact commence later and last longer than the homologous molt in birds employing a simple alternate strategy–as the diagram seems to depict? This is a tremendously useful diagram, but the caption should address, if only to deny, the significance of such small differences in the graphs.
Just as useful is the table occupying pages 26-28, a clear overview of the molt strategies observed in each family of North American birds. The rarest, and perhaps the oldest, is the simple basic strategy, in which birds molt directly from juvenile plumage to basic plumage, without a formative “immature” plumage in between; the commonest–exhibited by nearly all passerine families and a range of non-passerines, too–is the complex alternate strategy, in which young birds molt from juvenile plumage into an “extra” formative plumage, and birds of all ages undergo an almost always incomplete pre-alternate molt.
This table serves as a quick guide to the family chapter that follow, each of which begins with a short account of the family’s taxonomic affinities and general natural history. There follow concise but easily understandable descriptions of each molt, often including a fascinating question or two about apparent anomalies in a species’ or group’s molting behavior: why, for example, asks Howell, do skimmers have a pre-formative molt, which tends to be more typical of long-distance migrants? Howell’s answers to these questions, when he has them, are always cogent, and the cases where he can offer only speculation are precisely those where careful and observant birders and ornithologists could make a real contribution to our knowledge of molt.
Because the systematic section of the book remains at the relatively abstract level of family, birders tempted to look here for shortcuts to species-level identification may be disappointed. There are useful hints here and there, but the significance of this splendid book is far greater than helping us distinguish the eastern crows or the western empids. With his characteristic clarity, completeness, and good humor, Steve Howell has given the birding world an entree into one of the great mysteries of bird biology, and the time spent studying Molt–and molt–will be more than rewarded by the increased sophistication and enjoyment with which we will be able to look at even the commonest birds. Molt, says the author, “offers a fascinating window through which to appreciate how the lives of birds are built.” Many thanks to Steve Howell for opening that window to the rest of us.
Dunne: Bayshore Summer
Posted by: | CommentsIt’s as presumptuous as I hope it is premature for a reviewer to say that a writer as young and as prolific as Pete Dunne has attained his “mature style”: but I suspect that most readers will agree with me that Bayshore Summer, the second volume in the author’s planned seasonal quartet, is the best so far of the estimable and growing corpus of Dunne’s natural history writing.

Any book about a season brings with it its own chronological structure–Dunne begins at a Memorial Day gas station and ends with a Labor Day fishing trip–but there is a much deeper, much more significant series of symmetries here, too. Leaving aside a couple of the clever set pieces for which the author is justly famous (and by which he is, in too many readers’ minds, unjustly defined), Summer is neatly bookended by symmetrically placed chapters that inform and question each other; the book’s careful architecture invites the reader to think hard about the issues raised in it.
And they are important issues. This is not–notwithstanding constant references to the Delaware Bayshore’s rich birdlife–a bird book, but a book about the history and natural history of a landscape, a marshscape, that has been inhabited by humans for nearly as long as it has by Ospreys and Laughing Gulls. When I lived in central New Jersey in the 1980s, we thought of Cumberland County as an exotic wilderness, far off the beaten parkway path. But the bayshore is also home to people, many of them still pursuing traditional resource-based professions that are as endangered (and for many of the same reasons) as a wintering Loggerhead Shrike or a migrant Red Knot. Dunne treats the baymen with sympathy and respect, acknowledging their expertise borne of hundreds of years on the water and out in the spartina marshes, and pointing out again and again that no landscape can be saved without taking culture as much into account as nature.
Most telling of all is a pair of chapters at the center of the book focusing on young people’s connections to nature. In Chapter 6, “Party,” Dunne relates his encounter with a teenage boy and his father fishing from a party boat on Delaware Bay; grudgingly, the young man rates his experience a 4 out of 10, far lower on the scale than a day spent playing computer games. Compare this with the young angler’s 15-year-old counterpart in Chapter 4, putting up salt hay with his father (and a visiting natural history writer), his plans for the future consisting in “doin’ this…with my father.” There’s sentimentality in the contrast between the salt of the earth with his feet on the ground and the city kid with his head in the clouds, but there’s also an important message about our increasing remoteness from a natural world that increasingly needs our help.
Dunne concludes with a set of recommendations for providing that help, from development restrictions to ecotourism promotion, and, with equal eloquence, he identifies “the biological element that makes the region so colorfully unique”:
The people. Who have, for eight and ten and twelve generations, worked their changes upon and been themselves changed by the environment in which they live. Not as observers but as participants. Not as exploiters but as players in a wonderful, real-life drama, involving people and nature. All set on an extraordinary stage that might be approaching its final curtain call.
Overstated? Not in the least, as south Jersey comes to look more and more like north Jersey a generation or two ago; but the recognition that nature and culture, wildness and humans, must be thought of together can go a long ways towards helping us save both. Pete Dunne’s Bayshore Summer inspires us to do just that.
The New “Little Petersons”
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“Veteran birders will know how to use this book.”
True now, true when a variation on the sentence first introduced the standard-setting second edition of Roger Tory Peterson’s Eastern field guide. But unlike the situation in 1947, the new 2010 editions of the Eastern and the Western guides won’t be judged by the standards of “veterans who have watched birds for years.” That segment of the market–a market and a segment both virtually invented by the Peterson enterprise more than three quarters of a century ago–will stick to Sibley, Nat Geo, and above all Pyle; but the new “little Petersons,” along with the single-volume North American guide published two summers ago, could play an important role in the formation of new birders and casual birders.

What that means for the reviewer is that these books are to be judged not by their exhaustive completeness and unfailing accuracy but rather by their clarity and appeal. In important ways, that is a more demanding standard; and the stakes are certainly higher, since these editions are likely to be the point of entry for many of those who take them to hand.
As is no less than expected of a Peterson guide, these books pass the appeal test with flying colors (the pun unintended but greatly appreciated). Slightly larger than a “normal” Peterson or the little Sibleys, the books will fit handily into a big pocket or a small pack for those inclined to carry them afield (and many of those who use these guides will carry them afield). Range maps, detailed and up-to-the-minute accurate, thanks largely to Paul Lehman, face the plates and then are reproduced in even greater detail in an appendix.
The images on the plates are very large and bright, most–but puzzlingly not all–of the colors more or less true. It must be repeated that many of Peterson’s birds just don’t look like birds, somehow, but as matrices for the famous field-mark arrows they’re just fine. I do wish that the Aubudon’s Warbler female in the Eastern guide looked less like a yellow-throated Myrtle, and that the parulids and emberizids had always been granted their tails. All of the plates should have white backgrounds, too, instead of the occasional sickly green.
Where these books disappoint is in their clarity. It is absolutely essential that books for beginners, or books likely to wind up in the hands of beginners, be comprehensible and informative; the early Peterson guides remain almost unexcelled in this, with barely a misplaced word to confuse even the neoest of birding phytes. Peterson at his estimable best as a writer was capable of a linear single-mindedness that leads the reader effortlessly, successfully to wherever he wanted her to go: the 1947 guide remains one of the brightest teaching texts around, even as its sophistication–considerable in its day–has inevitably faded.
Some of that Petersonian clarity still shines through the text in these new editions, but just as in the single-volume guide published in 2008, it is not consistently a character of the new books’ design and content. Both the Eastern and the Western volumes adopt the latest taxonomic innovations; but where Roger Tory Peterson would certainly have had something to say about the re-assignment of Piranga, and would certainly have moved the plate of those “tanagers” to a position closer to their rather similar cardinalid cousins, the new books, both of them, leave the red tanagers separated by many pages from the cardinals, the only indication that something has changed a useless reference to the plate where, after long interruption, the family picks up again.
Taxonomy and classification, important in helping beginners (and more advanced birders, too) organize their thoughts, are in general a weak point in these volumes. The discussion of geographic variation in the books’ front matter, taken from the one-volume guide, remains confusing and confused; surely those responsible for the updated text understand the relationship between a species and its subspecies, between subspecies and subspecies groups, but it’s really an inexcusable mess as presented here. Subspecies and morphs are also confused in the accounts for Krider’s Hawk: while the new Western guide (following what appears to be current thought) identifies that pale Plains beauty as a white morph of borealis Red-tailed Hawk, the eastern guide identifies it as b o t h a morph and a separate subspecies.
English names are treated just as cavalierly: the captions to the plates for the scolopacids vary from “wader” to “sandpiper” to “snipe-like shorebird,” just as they did–misleadingly, confusingly, pointlessly–in the single-volume edition of 2008. Again, the new redactors had to know how to do this right; is doing it consistently wrong a mark of heedlessness or simply a lack of respect for the needs of thoughtful new birders, who are going to be left shaking their heads–perhaps even shelving their binoculars? These problems were pointed out in the reviews of the larger book, and to see them taken over into the smaller, regional volumes is a grave disappointment.
Just as serious, if perhaps less immediately noticeable, is an annoying tic in the texts. Again and again, the books inform the new birder of the existence of a problem–without offering any advice on how to solve it. Greater White-fronted Goose, we learn, might be confused with a domestic Graylag; but under neither species is there the least hint how to avoid that confusion. Snow and Ross’s Geese hybridize, but under neither species is there any indication how to recognize a possible hybrid. Female goldeneye are said to be identifiable by their wing pattern; but under neither species is there a clue about what precisely to look for. Empidonax differ, according to the introduction to the genus, in bill shape, tail length, and wing formula; but (especially in the Eastern guide) we are given virtually no guidance when trying to analyze a given bird on those criteria. Better to have kept silent than to promise, then to deny, a tidbit of knowledge.
A particularly egregious example is the Eastern guide’s treatment of the black corvids. At the bottom of the plate, drawings of the spread wings of Fish and American Crows are outfitted with arrows pointing to the slotted primaries of each. And the facing text? It tells us nothing to help the beginner understand what the differences are supposed to be. And worst of all, that facing page is half blank–space that could profitably and pleasingly have been used for a brief, simple discussion of the usefulness of wing formula, molt timing, and flight style in identifying the crows of the eastern US. Instead, we’re left with white paper and inscrutable images.
The latest incarnations of the Peterson guides are intended to be “not simply a commemoration but a useful, up-to-date resource.” They should be, and they could have been. But for all their attractiveness and convenience, these books are not the best choice for new or casual birders. Maybe the next editions will be.
The Peterson Centennial I
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A hundred years ago tomorrow, Roger Tory Peterson was born in Jamestown, New York. Houghton Mifflin is marking the centennial of one of its most valuable authors with the publication of a new Field Guide, fusing in one handsome, generously formatted volume the old eastern, western, and Texas guides. The new book will please and instruct most of those who use it, and destined for bestsellerdom, it will ensure the seaworthiness of the Peterson juggernaut for another generation at least.
Those birders likely to use this guide will rely in the first instance on the plates. I’ll leave to others a full analysis of the travels and traditions of the paintings included here, but will note that most are, unfortunately, from the editions letzter Hand of the eastern and western books. I, for one, miss the brilliant little smudges illustrating Peterson’s earliest guides, and I wish that the editorial team had risked the worthy experiment of introducing their startling eloquence to a generation that has learned to think of Peterson not as an outstanding illustrator but as a poor painter. A number of Peterson’s images have been digitally corrected under the supervision of Michael O’Brien; O’Brien also contributes new paintings of species not included in earlier editions of the guides and supplementary images of some taxa, such as jaegers, originally depicted only in flight.
The familiar Petersonian pointers draw the user’s attention to each species’ field marks. In this version, the designer’s quiver bristles with arrows of widely different lengths, making plates where they are mixed look poorly planned; arrows are not consistently placed, either, making the user wonder, for example, why the leg color of Stilt Sandpiper should be marked at the “ankle” and that of Wilson’s Phalarope at the toes. In my review copy, at least, the arrows are thicker, heavier, and blacker than in earlier editions, and intrude badly on some figures: look at the face of the lower Philadelphia Vireo, for instance, whose (badly painted) dark lore nearly merges with the clunky head of the arrow pointing it out.
The paintings themselves are large and bright, crisply reproduced and generally pleasing to the eye. This guide’s new format allows the images to be reproduced some 20% larger than in its most recent predecessors. The effect is frequently stunning for those used to the small images in, say, the “big Sibley” or even the National Geographic guide–and almost literally stunning for those of us who grew up with the 1947 Peterson. Paradoxically, in a few cases (the Calidris sandpipers, most notably), the superior size of the images reveals their disappointing blandness, as the eye seeks feather details that just aren’t there; this seems to me a missed opportunity for enhancement, digital or analogue.
As they have in Peterson bird guides since 1980, the plates in this new volume share the opening with the corresponding species accounts. Notoriously, the facing-page format reduces the space available to the text, and some pages that have to squeeze in several species run dangerously close to the bottom edge; other modern field guides have dealt with this problem by slightly reducing the print size (as in NatGeo) or by making brilliant use of captions (as in big Sibley) or both (as in Mullarney/Svensson/Zetterstrom/Grant). No such effort to pack information in is apparent here; indeed, there are vast white spaces where the text apparently runs out of things to say, even about such challenging groups as gulls, gadfly petrels, and rails. The two text pages devoted to the skuas and jaegers are fully half blank–surely one or the other member of the editorial team could have filled those creamy acres with a simple essay introducing the techniques that many birders (not, I hasten to add, those of us who grew up on the Great Plains and live in the desert southwest) now use to identify these difficult birds.
The identification material we are given in the texts is generally accurate and helpful, likely to satisfy most of the time most of those who reach for this guide. A quick scan finds less new information than old resignation: female Archilochus hummingbirds, for example, are simply “very difficult to separate.” To be fair, the treatment of the gulls here is more extensive than in any previous incarnation of the Peterson guides, and the fall parulids are no longer “confusing,” a discouraging label they were forced to bear for 75 years. Ambitious users of the guide will find occasional references to more thorough identification guides, too, making it easier for them to take the next step to sophistication if they wish.
While most of the text is hippocratically harmless, there are a few passages that may mislead the user, especially in matters of taxonomy. The words “wader” and “shorebird” are, or should be, synonymous, the former more frequent in European usage, the other current in North America, as the general introduction to the families concerned notes; but the headers to the plates and the separate family introductions switch back and forth without motivation, and in one case seem to draw a distinction between “snipelike waders” and “sandpipers.” The beginning birder can be forgiven her confusion on trying to tease these sloppily applied terms apart.
More seriously and more pervasively, the new guide is hopelessly muddled in its approach to geographic variation. This is sadly ironic, of course, as the 1947 Peterson remains (alongside Pyle) perhaps the best source for information on the identification of subspecies in North America. The new guide reveals both its eastern bias and a lack of taxonomic awareness when it labels the Song Sparrows of the east “typical”; they are no more “typical” than any other subspecies or subspecies group of that species.
The Introduction’s brief discussion of the subspecies concept is equally inaccurate. It is nonsensical to write that “When the distinct geographic forms of a species reach a point when [sic, for: the point that] the population is dominated by individuals that are recognizably different from typical individuals of the ‘parent’ species, the local group is formally designated a subspecies of the parent species.” Members of a subspecies differ consistently from members of other subspecies of the same species, not from “typical” individuals of the species. The same illogic renders incomprehensible this sentence: “Often a subspecific group is so distinct from the parent species that several members can be easily recognized in the field….” Huh? Subspecies and subspecies groups are by definition identical to and part of the parent species that they make up. (And I have no idea what “several members” is supposed to mean here: several “members” of “a subspecific group”? several “members” of “the parent species”?) This is poor thinking clouded by a weird Platonic notion of what constitutes a species, and Roger Tory Peterson would roll in his grave to hear such nonsense imputed to him.
Apart from such goofs, the language of the texts in the new guide is noticeably less lively than in earlier editions. Peterson was never much of a stylist, at his best attaining a sort of even-toned weekly-reader clarity; but I wish that the editorial team responsible for this new edition had retained the occasional bits of humor and poetry that flash through the earlier guides. In 1947, Lincoln’s Sparrow was “a skulker, ‘afraid of its own shadow’,” and displaying Common Nighthawks could be seen “zooming up sharply … with a sudden deep whir that sounds like the well-known ‘Bronx cheer’.” Sixty-one years later, the charm of the birds is no longer reflected in the charm of the language; Lincoln’s Sparrow is now simply and pleonastically a “somewhat skulking species [that] prefers to be near cover,” and Common Nighthawks have learned their company manners. At least Prothonotary Warbler is still “a golden bird of the wooded swamps”!
If the new guide disappoints in some respects, the large-scale maps–gathered in the back of the book and reproduced as thumbnails in the species accounts–are a great and greatly appreciated improvement. Created by Paul Lehman, the large and clearly visible maps are both precise and accurate; the few quibbles one could raise are matters of degree, not of fact. American Black Ducks, for example, are probably too rare nowadays in southeast Nebraska to merit mapping. Conversely, the range of White-winged Dove across the continent could have been painted much more lavishly. Telegraphic notes on the maps indicate vagrancy patterns for many species; while completeness would be an unrealizable goal, there are occasional instances where records worth mentioning are passed over in silence: the vagrant ranges of White-eared Hummingbird and Sulphur-bellied Flycatcher, for instance, are understated here. But few are the questions that these laudable maps do not answer, and authoritatively; I am especially pleased to see many species’ ranges in northern Mexico and the Caribbean limned with the same care given their distribution in the US and Canada.
With the publication of this new single-volume guide, the Peterson legacy is assured. And now it’s up to a new generation of birders to decide whether that legacy is a living one, or merely a tribute to the book that in some ways started it all.
Kenn Kaufman: Flights Against the Sunset
Posted by: | CommentsThere are people who are famous, and people who deserve to be famous; Kenn Kaufman fits into both categories, and like most birders in North America, I look forward to reading everything from his pen, from serious identification articles to light-hearted anecdote. Admirably and enviably, he succeeds as a writer at both extremes; who but Kenn Kaufman, after all, could have written both Kingbird Highway and Advanced Birding–and made them both work so unbelievably well? Kingbird Highway is (with, what else, Wild America) one of the two finest pieces of birding adventure produced in the twentieth century, and Advanced Birding will long remain an essential and much-consulted stalwart on every birder’s bookshelf.

Kaufman’s new Flights Against the Sunset is in the Kingbird Highway mode, a collection of anecdotes and fantasies, most of them originally published over the years in the pages of Bird Watcher’s Digest. Every one of them is as readable as it is enjoyable, for the most part as fresh as the day it first appeared in print.
The challenge of the anthologist, of course, is to generate a context within which the collected pieces make sense. Kaufman’s solution here is to present his stories as if told over the course of a single wrenching day in his mother’s hospital room. His goal is to make her–to make the non-birding reader–understand what happens when “the world of birds intersects with the world of the humans who pursue them.”
Unfortunately, Kaufman’s prose is somewhat flat in the framing scenes set in the hospital. But the embedded stories themselves are vibrantly and entertainingly told, honest-to-goodness page turners capturing perfectly the excitement of vagrant-chasing and the delight of watching common birds in mundane surroundings. The non-birding reader may still find this book, in Kaufman’s words, “psychologically foreign territory, more distant and unfamiliar than the wilds of Venezuela.” But that’s just what we birders are looking for, and that’s just what Kenn Kaufman delivers in Flights Against the Sunset.





