In the field of nature

What’s your dream job?

I’m nearing the end of my chosen career as an accountant. It isn’t a dream job. It’s one I chose for practical reasons. I have been able to make a good living while working behind the scenes, which is quite appealing to an introvert.

A dream job is one where you’re doing something you’re passionate about. It’s even more satisfying if you’re helping others.

In my 40s, I took up trail running. My eyes were drawn to wildflowers, and I started taking pictures of them. I learned their names and plant families. I feel joy when I find a flower I haven’t seen before. I love seeing pollinators on them. I welcome the arrival of my beloved flowers every year. I share their beauty with others on my Facebook page, Wildflowers of the Hills and Plains.

Four years ago, we moved and bought a house with a bird feeder. Now, I’m learning about birds! I’m becoming the person in the birdwatching meme my brother shared with me.

As you age, it’s ridiculous how fast birdwatching creeps up on you. You spend your whole life being indifferent to birds, then one day you’re like, “Hey, that’s a yellow-rumped warbler!”

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If I had known forty years ago that I would have found so much joy observing and learning about nature, I may have chosen a different career. I have a feeling that practicality and self-doubts would have kept me from pursuing my passion.

The good thing about retirement is that I will be able to pursue my passions without worrying about a paycheck!