
In 'Naturalist' I try to learn from Madeleine but inevitably fail.
Mady stares out the window grey juncos against the snow flit back and flit ground forth and flit flit to feeder the lilac here! no, here! Mady watches unmoving paws up on the window still she can do this for hours I conclude she's making some sort of study or maybe waiting for the pattern to repeat knowing until then new things can still be learned things juncos can't know I watch her watching consider how to study her at which she flaps her ears up into a spin her brown eyes on me don't push the analogy I'm not up to her level she turns back you see? like this: just watch
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