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  <title>things i saw on my christmas eve birding trip that were not birds:</title>
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  <description>* there&apos;s a local BBQ place that&apos;s been catering Every Event Of My Life since i was born.  i did not know it even &lt;i&gt;existed&lt;/i&gt; in any physical form, like, it just sort of divinely manifested itself for church lunches and sporting events?  but it indeed has a corporeal location!  and we drove by it.  it&apos;s actually a combo BBQ-and-auto-sales place, because, idk, diversification of revenue streams or w/e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* there&apos;s a set of mountain bike trails on the edge of town that, inexplicably, surround a tiny protected area of bobwhite habitat.  there&apos;s a sign next to it explaining the whole deal: why bobwhites are on the decline, how this giant pile o&apos; native tall grass will fix it, a thanks to the grant that funded it, and so on.  i didn&apos;t see any bobwhites there, sadly, but it makes me incredibly happy that my town is pitching in to help; i have fond memories of hearing their calls, all day long, as a kiddo—and i haven&apos;t heard them for so so long now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* honestly, i discovered a whole neighborhood i didn&apos;t even know was &lt;i&gt;there&lt;/i&gt;, just north of the old Girl Scout day camp i went to as a kiddo.  obviously a lower-income area of town; it&apos;s where the &quot;alternative&quot; high school is, and a couple pentecostal churches, and a hugeass Dollar General.  i said hi to a guy who gave us directions when we, uh, attempted to enter the park through the obviously-wrong entrance.  i used to make fun of people who were really into maps, but now i get it—i like knowing the layout of things, nowadays.  i like knowing where places are, and why they&apos;re &lt;i&gt;there&lt;/i&gt; and not elsewhere, and what they&apos;re like, what&apos;s good, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i found an abandoned barn that did &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; have owls inside it, but was pretty damn cool anyway.  i resisted the urge to pick the rusty lock (which i think could maybe count as breaking and entering? if it turned out the barn wasn&apos;t very abandoned?) and instead shimmied in through some broken planks in the side (which is only &lt;i&gt;entering!&lt;/i&gt; i didn&apos;t &lt;i&gt;break&lt;/i&gt; anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i found the gun range that&apos;s reserved for policemen only.  it&apos;s right by a disc golf course, which seems like it&apos;d harsh the disc golfing vibe, but whatever.  no one was shooting there anyway.  wonder how much usage it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;del&gt;there was an obnoxious fucking dog owner letting his bigass dog run around and jump on everyone hnnngh&lt;/del&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i discovered an &lt;i&gt;enormous&lt;/i&gt; historic house-mansion-museum thing with a veritable &lt;i&gt;arsenal&lt;/i&gt; of security cameras lining the perimeter, a fact i thankfully noticed before i was like OH COOL PRETTY HOUSE LET&apos;S BARGE IN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve talked before about how i love birding, but, also i &lt;i&gt;love love love&lt;/i&gt; how it lets you actually get to &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; your surroundings—the neighborhoods in your town, the rhythm of the seasons, random corner stores and parking lots, historic oddities that are all-too-easily overlooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was such a prime example.  it wasn&apos;t a particularly bird-y day (i dipped on red-headed woodpecker &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;, sigh), but: it was still a magnificent day to be birding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=queenlua&amp;ditemid=238616&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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