I spent time watching the robins attack the golden delicious that still dot the tree. All kinds of questions arose, like…
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If the apple the bird is eating falls to the ground, does the bird follow it?
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Do the birds ever fly away with apple flivel left on their face, thus opening themselves up to all kinds of avian verbal abuse?
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Do some birds prefer to dive into partially consumed apples while others opt for unsullied ones?
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Do the robins send just one robin ahead to conduct a recon before the others decide to swoop in?
Amazing how curious and creative we can be when we probably should be doing other stuff. [I can see now why my students were ever more inventive when I had other plans for the day.]
An interesting parallel thought on the intersection of writing and bird-watching…
“Until I went out looking for birds, I did not understand how much I hungered to leave the self-consciousness of the writer behind.”
–Katherine Towler [Why Do Writers Love Birding So Much?]
Speaking of other stuff…managed to dodge the Cyber Monday craze.
Black Friday was another story, as we ‘treated’ ourselves to a new clothes washer.
I guess it was time. Neighbors fled as I approached. On Allied Waste pick-up day, some looked away as I walked by, choosing to linger over their open trash barrels. Subtle…but I finally got the hint. ;-]
Speaking of other-other stuff…
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