If I remember correctly the first bird I could identifying as a child, was the American Robin. Thanks to my grandmother for letting me help her in the garden, starting out my passion as a larval naturalist at only a few years old. The next bird for me to reliably identify must have been a red-winged black bird. Not that it is the most striking bird, more so because it is so aptly named, difficult to confuse with any of the other birds I grew up with. I continue to look forward to their return every spring.

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