Almost five years ago, I stood on a boardwalk in Magee Marsh with my family, surrounded by hundreds of birds and birdwatchers. Someone pointed out a Great Crested Flycatcher in the top of a nearby tree, golden breast feathers flashing in the sun.
I looked up at this bird that flew 3,000 miles to perch in the top of a tree outside of Toledo, Ohio, and realized none of my friends or family would be able to recognize this bird, or any of the other dozens of neotropical migrant species I identified that day.
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Source: The Fool's Journey