I can remember my grandmother telling me stories about all the different birds that used to visit her feeders and the ones that would actually eat out of her hand. Click the link below for some more musing by a fellow birder.
Sometimes, when I listen to the stories of longtime birdwatchers, it sounds like they’re telling fairy tales. Once upon a time, the warblers were so abundant during spring migration that you would find a tree filled with an entire flock of black-throated blue warblers, and another tree with dozens of scarlet tanagers.
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