And perfect timing, because my youngest explorer has just climbed up on my lap and asked me, with wide-eyed curiosity, what sort of adventure we will have tomorrow. "I know the perfect place to go," I said. "But you have to think like a bird!" "Oh mummy! I love birds," she says, and off she goes, pretending to fly through the house and calling the other members of our flock to tell them we are going to see some birds tomorrow. And I know, because we live in beautiful Ann Arbor, that it will be a breeze to find a wonderful place to visit some birds.
[Originally published in July, 2013.]