When I was younger, I thought it was only “old people” that talked about birds. My grandma knew most every species and their calls – the chirp of a sparrow, the whistle of a robin, the coo of a dove, the squawk of a goose. And when she heard their calls, her eyes would light up as she described them to me. At the time, I didn’t pay much attention, assuming that when I was “old” I would appreciate it more. 

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