Though I have birded across Maine and across the United States, there’s something special about birding in my very own neighborhood. I grew up in the town of Cumberland, and am lucky that my parents still live there. Behind our house is a large tract of unbroken forest, dominated by the deep green of hemlock trees and signs of deer herds. Over the weekend, my dad and I took a brief walk on some of the wooded trails to listen for the birds of spring.
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