A few years ago, I remember being in an interview for a position, I was very excited about. It was getting close to the end of the interview and I was asked about my hobbies and interests. Making small talk, I mentioned my love for birding.
Crickets. Its as if the whole world had stopped.
Birding? What’s that? Did you just say birding?
I was in a room with about 6 other people and not one person could wrap their head around what birding was. I remember a few giggles and not the good kind. I said, yes, birding. I watch birds. Again, a few chuckles.
I’ve gotten this response from a few people who can’t seem to understand birding. For me, it’s the hunt of finding the bird. Other times, it’s being out in nature exploring.
My 4 year old has been hit with the birding bug. Sometimes, I think his excitement for it is much more than mine. He is currently on the lookout for a Bald Eagle. We ventured out this past weekend to find one, but no luck. Hopefully very soon.
I believe there is an art form to birding. An individual one. It’s trusting your instincts, listening for calls, and positioning yourself in the right place at the right time.
Or, you can just be a little lucky.
All pics are from my previous birding adventures.