Tag: Self

  • From a Fledgling’s Timid Quest, To an Aficionado’s Feathered Zest.

    From a Fledgling’s Timid Quest, To an Aficionado’s Feathered Zest.

    There was a time when the world of birds was but a singular splash of color for me. All small avians, no matter their shape or hue, fell under the broad category of “sparrows.” Birdwatching wasn’t even an afterthought. I moved through life without paying much heed to the constant flutter and chatter that filled…