Bloggus interruptus
Did you miss me? Well, maybe my most devoted readers - of whom I have one or two - might have noticed an interruption. Last week, the hubby and I went on our "spring break" trip to The Valley, which is what Texans call the region around the Rio Grande River as if it were the only valley on Earth. The Valley is a favorite destination for birders from all over the world and I had hoped to happily spend the week seeing lots of colorful and maybe, with a little luck, new birds that I had never seen before. Mother Nature had other plans. Of the eight days that we were gone, it rained on five. Birding was next to impossible. There were really only two days in which we finally were able to be in the field looking at birds. Those days almost made up for the rest of our spoiled trip, and, in the next few days, I hope to share some of my pictures of the colorful birds I was able to see with you. We got back home late Saturday afternoon. Saturday night, I had another nasty surprise. Dur...