Why write here, about what I write about

What do I get out of this?

Red-tailed hawk. A buteo, not an accipiter.

What started as an outlet for me to write about place, harriers, kestrels, birds in general, “nothing more timely, nothing less real”—learning the names of plants and animals, learning to grow my own food, catching fish, rowing the rowboat I was bequeathed—has essentially become a brain injury blog.

I chafe at …