Packing means mostly sorting, and in our bibliomane household, that means books. We’ve got a special corner set aside for those volumes we’ll need the second we arrive in New Jersey–but Bill Boyle’s bfg is already in the car.

Here’s my slightly overwritten review from when this new edition was still new:

It is one of the milder species of blasphemy, I suppose, to call any book one’s “bible”; but since its appearance 17 years ago (!), Bill Boyle’s NJBFG has served thousands of the birding faithful as ritual object and authoritative companion alike. My own copy of the first printing, with its ugly laminated binding in shreds and the bookblock bulging from tipped-in notes, photocopies, and clippings, is probably the single most used volume in my birding library: field guides come and go, but for nearly two decades now, Boyle has come and gone wherever I have.

Just how intensive my use of the book has been came clear to me with the arrival–”long-awaited,” in the reviewer’s cliche–of the second edition. As I read through the new treatments of areas long familiar to me, I discovered that (like many NJ birders) I’d actually memorized verbatim great chunks of the first edition, and that I noticed every new word and every new turn of phrase in the revised accounts. If it is true that every obsession is at its base religious, then this book truly is the birder’s bible.

The birder’s bible: divine in inspiration, certainly, but here and there the mortal nature of its human author peeks through. As anyone who has ever written anything knows, it is even more difficult to revise than to write, and this revised edition has some flaws that were not apparent in the first.

There are far more copy-editing errors this time around, and the index–more important than ever, given the new book’s rather breathless layout–is not an infallible help (just try to find the main entry for Merrill Creek!). Compared to the enjoyably expansive style of the first edition, the new entries strike me as occasionally a bit too concise, a problem that might have been eased by simply eliminating even more of the old sections treating sites that, like the Institute Woods, now offer (in Boyle’s words) “the mere shadow” of their former glory; valuable space is also sacrificed to a number of new full-page illustrations.

These things having been said, the book is still an outstanding example of the bird-finding guide. The maps seem to be largely up to date and accurate (Sussex County birders: are Rockport and Blackdirt marshes really the same place?), the annotated species list is even more useful than in the first edition, and the binding isn’t likely to crackle and peel. It will take only weeks, I am sure, for New Jersey birders to start quoting this new Boyle, chapter and verse.

I was right.