This is the secret miracle of birding: You discover an alternate universe that has been directly next to you your entire life, but strangely invisible. Once you become aware of it, it expands, intensifies and clarifies until you can hardly understand why everyone around you isn’t utterly distracted by it, too.
These are all “ordinary” birds. Nothing rare, nothing out of place. These are friends and family I always had, but never took the time to really understand, recognize and love.