I was entranced by and in love with that little, spunky, perfect bird hopping along the top of the fence, his dark head tilted back in song, his white tail feathers forked for balance; after reaching for both my binoculars and my bird identification app, I realized it was a Dark-eyed Junco of the kind I’d seen a million times before and that the sudden beauty of such a common bird to me blinded me to his true identity and proved how I had taken his beauty for granted a million times previously. My cold settled deep into my body today, sending me into dreamland on the sofa several times as I tried to go about my normal routine, turning everything slightly on its edge.