“TextingandI. M. ’ing my friendsgivesmea constant feelingof comfort,” wroteonestudent. “WhenIdid not havethosetwoluxuries, I felt quitealoneand secluded from my life.
I've articulated the pleasure of birding, in much the same way, and if only to myself, when I'm alone in the woods and trying to dissect my ability to spend hours with my binoculars focused on something 6 inches long a thousand feet away, my glasses fogging over, and my neck and arms aching.