I was working in my home office in Decatur one day last week when my wife, Laura, yelled to me from downstairs: “There’s a bird in the house.” I caught the bird, an adult chimney swift, in our dining ...

This story originally published online in The 9th Street Journal. It’s Tuesday evening at the Velvet Hippo’s rooftop bar. From the wooded deck, a few dozen hipster bargoers admire a picture-perfect ...

If your house has a brick chimney, you may have some unexpected bird visitors this summer. But please don’t shoo them away. “If it were me, I would say enjoy listening to them,” said Greg Harber with ...