hesperiphona (hesperios, at eventide, and phone, voice)vespertina (belonging to evening)
Monday, May 28, 1979 — 2:00 pm
Boulder Junction, Wisconsin — Arvilla’s Antique Store
Mom and Dad wanted to go to an antique store, and they wanted us (Sally, me, Paul and Barb Kott) to go with them. I wasn’t crazy about the idea, but Mom enticed me with tales of the birds I would see. Arvilla’s was a high-class place, way out of our price range. Outside the store, which was located in downtown (I use the term loosely) Boulder Junction was a small jack pine grove. Feeders were scattered amongst the trees, and the Evening Grosbeaks were scattered amongst the feeders.
This was my first “exotic.” When Mom told me I might see Evening Grosbeaks, I had no idea what they were. I had to look them up in a field guide before I went.
Within the next few months, I became obsessed with birding and read the guides over and over. In consequence, there were only two or three other times that I saw birds that I was totally unfamiliar with.