Fickle Fancier

Sometimes collections sneak up on you.  It may be something you are totally not into and the next thing you know, there it is.  It reminds me of a boy I hated in second grade.  He was just repulsive.  He had shaggy blonde hair and a gap tooth smile.  He made me sick.  Once, he brought me a chocolate rabbit for Easter and put it on my front porch.  He rang the doorbell and then ran.  I disliked him so much I don't even remember eating the chocolate and that is saying a lot.  Fast forward to eighth grade.  He was sooooooooooo cool.  He had really great hair and a great smile and I LOVED him!  My overwhelming affection for him was a total and appalling surprise.  That is exactly what has happened with my collection of bird stuff.  I think birds are creepy.  Every year one gets caught in my wood stove and I have to hide in the bathroom with the door locked until it is taken out and set free. It's not that I am anti-nature, I just don't want one to touch me.  But just like all things, change occurs and before you know it, you have a full blown affection for something that once repulsed you.  I have ceramic birds, cages, bird photos and now a towering stack of bird books and bird watching paraphernalia.  I am constantly on the look out for more and I just find them fascinating.  I didn't think I was a fickle person, but I seem to be seeing a pattern forming.  I wonder where that kid with the gap tooth smile is?

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[lauire magpie ethel]

The kid with the gap tooth smile is probably some famous bird watcher somewhere....