Month: February 2016

Buttering

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  Fifteen months ago I wasn’t a birder. I’m still not. (The obligatory rant about obsessive behavior and about how change is difficult goes here. Take it as read if I can’t be bothered forget to come back and put it in.) Despite this, I occasionally do vaguely birder-like things: I sit in the back yard and watch the antics of the local winged fauna. I bribe juveniles into inappropriate (if not downright aberrant) behavior. […]