I just retired a couple of months ago. I’ve never been much into birds, but one joy I didn’t expect is sitting reading the (electronic) paper in the morning and marvelling at the sounds of the birds when we’re able to have the house open. And this is in the fairly densely populated burbs of the nation’s capital.
I’d go a little more broad and suggest to
@GoUconn7961 any sort of hobby. I’m an extreme introvert and a bit of a misanthrope (thank you Moliere), so really don’t care about the lack of social interaction. But I’m very hobby-driven. Cooking, brewing, woodworking. . . I am on my tuchus more than I’d like, but I’m still figuring it out.