"I remember how occasionally, back in the seventies, when Sarah wore lipstick around me, I was appalled. I didn't like it at all. I wasn't used to seeing her that way, so she looked nearly ugly to me."
"And she?" Bobbie Jean asked.
"She thought I was an ass to say so. She wasn't impressed that I'd be so blunt."
"And now?"
"I'm not impressed with it, either. I'm humiliated by it, thinking back on it. I don't like to think about it. Yet I still do sometimes. Isn't that weird?"
"Not very," Bobbie Jean shook her head. "You're like a dog with a bone, you never turn loose of anything."
Curve-billed Thrasher
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I was surprised at how well the birds in Bill and Alice’s yard seemed to
get along. Three or four were often pecking simultaneously at different
sections ...
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