Erin Gettler is an author, naturalist, and photographer with a deep love for the ecological treasures found in cities and suburbs, and the wild places that surround and twine among them. Her curiosity and infatuation with the natural world took root in the hours she spent up in trees and out in gardens as a child, as well as afternoons spent buried in encyclopedias and field guides. She lives on Long Island, New York, where she combs the woods and beaches for birds, blooms, and bugs. She writes at her blog, The Familiar Wilderness, and teaches natural history and photography workshops throughout Long Island. Her first book, the Bird Watcher’s Digest Butterflies Backyard Guide, was published in January 2017 by Cool Springs Press.
Erin’s first book will help you learn to identify common butterflies, and find out what to plant in your garden to attract them!
If you’ve ever wondered whose brightly colored wings are flitting through your yard, or how to appeal to more of their kind, the Bird Watcher’s Digest Butterflies Backyard Guide has all the answers for you.
This fully illustrated guide profiles 55 common North American butterflies. Each butterfly in the book is presented on a two-page spread with facts about its life cycle, habits, and diet, as well as suggestions for what gardeners can plant to attract it. The guide is organized according to butterfly family, so you can flip open the guide and quickly zero in on the facts about the specific butterfly you’re identifying.
In addition to gorgeous photographs, the guide also includes tips on how to find butterflies, raise caterpillars, and make landscaping choices to improve your backyard habitat for butterflies, bees and other pollinators, and all the other wildlife that depends on them.
Available February 15, 2017.
It’s been quiet here, but I haven’t been slacking, I swear! Lots of energy and time is going into a new venture that I think you’ll like…
My friend the naturalist buys used copies of books he loves to pass on to friends. (I plan to adopt this practice myself someday.) A few months ago, he gave me a book originally published in 1989, Arctic Dreams, by Barry Lopez. It’s one of those fat old pocket-sized Bantam editions with a yellowed paper cover and endorsements from every major newspaper, the kind that’d be buried between the bodice rippers and the Grisham reprints in the grocery store paperback section.
I received the book in the middle of a delicious August, and I was far from the right mood to read about ice and tundra in the last days of the summer I wanted to last forever. Well, actually I didn’t want to face the heartbreak of a historical Arctic not long past but gone.
The past few months have knocked me on my butt, if I’m being honest. Good things, mostly: I started a new, more demanding, more fulfilling position is the biggest one. But I didn’t have much space around the edges of a new job for snooping or photography. My lunchtime walks disappeared under a few heavy …