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Bird Nerd Mojo

I keep promising myself I won't talk about birds, because most people don't know a starling from a grackle and furthermore don't care, whereas I have been utterly nutty about them since childhood. Cruel experience has taught me that having a snotty child correct an adult about the birds they are viewing is somehow NOT APPRECIATED--imagine THAT!--so I have learned to shut my trap unless I happen to stumble across a fellow bird nerd, as was the case when I met Dr. More Mojo!>>

Ursa Minor Update

Update: The dog, Rosie, refused to go outside for the rest of the morning yesterday. Instead she went upstairs and stared out the bedroom window for several hours. She finally came back downstairs and went outside again around one or so in the afternoon. I am glad she's not a bear-worrier; they do say Golden Retrievers are, like, number four on the dog breed intelligence scale. Not Chasing Bears, I suspect, is a sign of intelligence.

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