For every birder navigating an unthinkable spring—one shaped by astonishing change and unspeakable loss—a quiet, constant salve was the familiar spectacle of migration. People suffered and died, yet new birdsong rang out. Job losses mounted, while warblers rained down. Zoom fatigue set in, but nests flourished. Our staff strove to hold these dual realities. In early March we created a page called “The Joy of Birds” that collected our most diverting content and useful tips. We then set out to do substantive reporting, chronicling the changes COVID-19 wrought for conservation, avian science, and birding economies, and the political cover it provided for ongoing deregulation. We also created space for writers and photographers to explore how the pandemic shaped their experiences. I, for one, saw myself in Leigh Abramson’s dashed dreams of orderly structure—plans thwarted by toddler nap strikes and endless cleanup, feeling weary, cranky, and guilty all at once. I...