People often ask me how I happen to see so many more birds and animals than they do.
They often say that they at least drive into downtown Evergreen every day, sometimes more than that, and they don’t see half as many things as I do.
I usually reply to this that birders are made by learning the art of observation. I am not as good an observer as my late husband Bill was. He began birding the minute he woke up. Many days he had the first bird on his daily list before he got out of bed by looking out the bedroom window.