INSIDER NATURE MOMENT: I was backyarding with my binocs, hoping to grab sight of some bird rarity migrating northward. Nothin’. So, I settled on watching an up-close sparrow that was feverishly, almost crazily, seeking a perfect blade of dry grass for its nest.

It was amazing. The male bird would bounce around, picking up blades of grass in its beak. He would then go all cross-eyed, looking over each seemingly identical piece before angrily spitting it out.