I’ve taken a break from birding incessantly this first week in June, partly because I am tired and partly because the birds have disappeared. Well, they not showing themselves. They are busy with feeding and rearing their young.
Yesterday was the halfway point in my Big Year and I did not expect a lot of what I got in this six months.
I was not expecting anything like this lockdown but that’s a story of another posting.
I don’t know how many birds I expect to have probably around 120 – I have 161. A lot of that was due to A Bird A Day In May (See previous post), but at least some of it was due to just getting out there every day I can.
Once purely a visual birder, I realize that the greening up of the landscape is pushing me to learn birdsong. It seems daunting now, but at first so did the visual ID.
I revel in sharing my love of birds with others and occasionally it results in a new or revived interest in birds by an acquaintance. I watch as it blossoms into an obsession and feel that familiar pull to find more and more birds.
Still I have learned to look for those Moments when it is just me and a bird, eye to eye. It makes me feel so connected to the bird, nature and the universe. The only thing I have ever done that comes close is touching a whale.
Halfway through the Big Year
but this bird thing
it is here to stay.
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