So I live in Wisconsin. It's great here for 3-4 months for birding, but the rest of the year it's crap. The winters are unbearably dull. My wife and I regularly talk about moving to Florida, and this morning over coffee she asked a pretty interesting question I haven't thought of:
For those of you who live in Florida, surrounded by what I assume to be endless birds and wildlife, do you ever reach a point where you've seen it all and become bored? Does it become so commonplace that you start taking it for granted? Do you eventually start exploring other places to visit or live, just to see new stuff?
The grass is always greener, and from here in the tundra that's quite literal at this point in time, but is Florida as great as it's made out to be? Like, right now, if you go outside, are there troves of birds just asking to have their photos taken? Because even in the best times of year here in Wisconsin, it's never automatic, there's NEVER an easy day where birds just fall over themselves to get in front of your camera. What's the reality of the situation? If I move there, I assume I could become a master bird photographer and Youtube star because there'd be a plethora of drop dead simple subject matter at my beck and call.
So, just some coffee time musings I've had as of late as we explore our housing options in the Tampa/St. Pete area
For those of you who live in Florida, surrounded by what I assume to be endless birds and wildlife, do you ever reach a point where you've seen it all and become bored? Does it become so commonplace that you start taking it for granted? Do you eventually start exploring other places to visit or live, just to see new stuff?
The grass is always greener, and from here in the tundra that's quite literal at this point in time, but is Florida as great as it's made out to be? Like, right now, if you go outside, are there troves of birds just asking to have their photos taken? Because even in the best times of year here in Wisconsin, it's never automatic, there's NEVER an easy day where birds just fall over themselves to get in front of your camera. What's the reality of the situation? If I move there, I assume I could become a master bird photographer and Youtube star because there'd be a plethora of drop dead simple subject matter at my beck and call.
So, just some coffee time musings I've had as of late as we explore our housing options in the Tampa/St. Pete area