Bird of the Day, cont.
"Who would name a bird, a beautiful, unusually distinguished bird, Kill deer?" "What?" These early morning questions, especially the indignant ones, always surprised her. They shouldn't because he was now on his third or was it the fourth year--felt like the tenth--Bird-a-Day calendar, with pictures of innocent birds that usually resulted in impossible questions that he actually expected her to answer, or to at least ponder with him as he reveled in his new found delight: the variety of rara avis that inhabit this earth. She used to say, "Look it up!" It was an obvious suggestion, an excellent suggestion, until she realized how much he enjoyed sharing something new with her, especially every day! Well, okay, it was charming that first year, but her interest in his interest in the details of rara avis nobody had ever heard of had petered out long ago. "I mean, really," he was saying, "how could this appea...