Nearly everything my teenage son wanted to do during our beach vacation required a waiver.
A Dallas billionaire says his new luxury resort in a near-pristine parcel west of Austin is a model of sustainability. The caretaker of the nature reserve next door isn’t buying it.
For decades, Lubbock-based filmmaker Dale Johnson traveled the globe documenting the beauty, power, and fragility of the natural world.
The twenty best Texas parks for birding, time traveling, kayaking, meeting up with relatives, and more.
As we celebrate one hundred years of our state parks, they are more popular than ever. But our booming population is overwhelming the state’s scarce public lands. What will the next century hold for Texas’s “best idea”?
When she began her year-long bird-spotting adventure, Tiffany Kersten was lost and lonely. She ended up achieving a major milestone—and finding her way.
Let’s pause to appreciate our leafy friends.
So is a little fish that swam along the San Marcos River.
Two Austinites have made it their life’s work to document uses for every wild plant in Texas—a project they say could save humanity.
This year’s heavy rains have brought countless blessings to West Texas—and one very nasty weed.
Tales from the mycological side.
Mucking about on the Gulf Coast.
Rick Bass|
January 20, 2013
My mother trained me to be a naturalist in our suburban backyard, one bird call at a time.
Rereading John Graves
The secrets of Big Bend Ranch State Park.
How I survived a course in desert survival.
Hiking, biking, and nighttime weather to your liking make the Palo Duro and Caprock canyons a cool summer getaway.
The Chihuahuan Desert is a place of extremes, where the visitor not only observes but participates in the struggle for life and death.
In the early journals of pioneers who described the prairie surrounding their new homesteads, the ocean was the most common metaphor—swells of grass set rippling by the wind.
You don’t have to go to the country or the zoo to see wild animals; there are lizards in downtown buildings, gators in the creeks, and deer in the parking lots.
Texas’ morning glory by thirteen photographers.
Or, my life as a Texas gardener.
It’s only a humble weed, but just try to imagine West Texas without it.
From giant freshwater prawns to bikini-clad coeds, from ancient Indian artifacts to swimming pigs, there’s something for everyone on the San Marcos River.
Along the silent, lovely beach, tiny armies fight in the tide, fierce battles rage in the sky, and nocturnal marauders slither across the sand.
Of canyons, creeks, and craters: the Big Bend as few have seen it.