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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.
Thompson, The Young Birder’s Guide
Posted by: | CommentsBill Thompson III is well known in North American birding circles, both as the Editor of Bird Watcher’s Digest and as a fine field companion. He is also admirably dedicated, as is his wife, the artist and author Julie Zickefoose, to educating all Americans about their natural heritage. This newest volume in Houghton Mifflin’s venerable Peterson series provides the most impressive testimony yet to the couple’s devotion to education and conservation.

This slim and handsomely produced volume is sure to capture the attention of not just young birders but new birders and potential birders of any age. It covers some 200 species of common eastern birds, each account illustrated with 1 or 2 almost invariably good-quality photographs, supplemented with charming drawings by Julie Zickefoose showing a characteristic behavior of each species.
Given the book’s pocket format, the photos are necessarily small, but well chosen and attractive; a very few have suffered in the printing–no Gray Catbird is as green as the image on page 192 suggests. A first run-through finds very few apparent errors of identification: the White-crowned Sparrow on page 219 is a first-winter bird, not a juvenile; the green Scarlet Tanager on page 212 may well be a male rather than a female, while the Red-breasted Nuthatch on page 179 strikes me as more likely a female than a male; and the foreshortened female Picoides on page 150 is a Downy Woodpecker. None of these apparent slips affects the enormous usefulness of the book as a whole.
The species accounts are arranged in roughly taxonomic order, with some inexplicable departures that may make it harder for the new birder “graduating” to more complete guides. Each begins with a summary of field marks, both visual and behavioral, followed by a description of the most frequently heard vocalizations; I was delighted to find echoes of Peterson’s own guides in those sections. Miscellaneous, more “subjective” hints are provided under the rubric “Remember,” while a fun fact or behavioral oddity is set apart in an oval headed “Wow!” The book’s design makes it easy for the author to pack a lot of information onto a small page–and easy for the reader to get to the important facts without delay. Habitat and range data are at the bottom of each species account, accompanied by clear maps; though the book is intended for use in the eastern half of the US and Canada, the maps depict each species’ entire nearctic range north of Mexico, making them useful even for traveling young birders.
As too few of us understand, the most important part of any field guide is the front matter, and The Young Birder’s Guide does an outstanding job of introducing its subject. Tips on techniques, ethical behavior, and identification criteria are carefully and simply presented. Any birder, young or old, who takes these few pages to heart will be a better birder.
This is a great book, one highly recommended to young or beginning birders as a starter guide. And if you’re an experienced birder yourself, it is even more highly recommended: buy a few and pass them around to the children in your neighborhood and your life.
This review was originally posted to the blog of the Chenango Bird Club.
White: Good Birders Don’t Wear White
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Quick! Name the most influential figure in North American birding today. Score ten points if your nominee is among the half-a-hundred contributors to this book (eleven if you pointed to me: aw shucks). And score a perfect 100 if you recognized the correct answer in that last name on the little volume’s cover, Lisa White, director of guidebooks at Houghton Mifflin.
It is to Lisa as editor that we owe some of the best and most exciting bird books of these last years, many of which I have reviewed here. Her editorial skill and her canny judgment of what natural-history hobbyists need and read have given us such excellent guides as Fiona Reid’s new Peterson Mammals, Howell and Dunn’s exhaustive Gulls, and O’Brien et al.’s spectacular Shorebird Guide. Each of those titles, and the many others that, to our great profit, have crossed her desk, is innovative in a different way, speaking eloquently of Lisa’s (and Houghton Mifflin’s) dedication to providing birders at all levels with the resources we need to more fully enjoy our hobby.
The present book is less exalted in purpose, but it will find a welcoming audience in beginning birders nonetheless. In fifty “light and fun original essays,” a number of the best-known birders in North America (eleven more points if you’re sorry I wasn’t included in the canon) offer their observations and tips to make birding easier and more rewarding. Though Pete Dunne’s gracious and entertaining “Foreword” may exaggerate a bit in calling this “the greatest compilation of birding know-how of all time,” the book still provides some good advice on attacting, finding, and identifying birds.
A couple of the essays here are a bit vague, or a little smug, or just on the wrong side of self-serving (I’ll let you figure out which are which), but most are truly lapidary, little jewels of knowledge and observation. Among my several favorites: Ted Floyd’s beautiful and beautifully written “Go Birding at Night,” Clay Sutton’s historically provocative “Bigger is Not Better,” and Donald Kroodsma’s touching “Go Beyond Identifying.” In my usual vanity, I don’t often pick up a book like this expecting to really learn that much, but Dave Jasper’s “Surrender” introduced me to a technique for attracting seabirds I’d never heard of and can’t wait to try out next time I run across a flock of eiders in Tucson.
Amusingly illustrated by Robert Braunfield (who is also the author of one of the essays), this book will make an excellent gift to the beginning birders in your life. But be sure to read it first yourself.
Howell and Dunn, Gulls
Posted by: | CommentsLong awaited, and here at last: Steve Howell and Jon Dunn’s new Gulls appeared on my doorstep this afternoon. I had a chance to leaf through it at the ABA Convention in Lafayette last month, and will ‘post’ a review as soon as I’ve had a chance to look at the book in critical detail.





