When I first met my future husband Greg - the only birds he could identify were cardinals and sparrows. But now he shares my passion for bird watching and is excited as I am when we see a Pileated Woodpecker or a Loon at our log cabin. He didn't laugh when one morning I thought I heard a loon's distress call on the lake and wanted help launching my kayak right away. I paddled like a maniac to the other side of the lake (I know I had created a wake behind me) only to discover that my "distressed" loon had found a mate! Greg was as happy as I was when I reported the news to him.
Just recently it was snowing furiously at the log cabin and I was concerned that the suet feeders were empty. Without a word, Greg snapped on his snow shoes and headed to the trees to refill the feeders.
He loves the birds as much as I do now! And the birdies love him back!