I remember the moment I realized, as an adult, that I didn’t know how birds had sex. I was gazing out the window of the library, considering a couple of sparrows on a telephone wire outside. They were sitting side-by-side, gazing outwards, as birds sometimes do, and I found myself wondering about their courtship. First came love, I mused, then…what? What happened between easeful flitting around on telephone wires and the domestic menage of egg-and-nest? I was shocked that I’d never even considered this question before.

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