Steve would often ask, “Did you see it?” and I would just nod. I think he knew I was lying.
“I’m sad,” I said to Steve. “Why?” he asked. “Because I lived here and never knew to look for birds.” This was Day 2 of our trip to the Bay Area, where… Continue reading
It’s the thing I’ve always wanted to do: Drag my husband back to the place where I spent my twenties and, while holding his hand, lead him around to all my old stomping… Continue reading
I’ve been in San Diego on business since last Saturday and my husb, Steve decided to tag along so he could do some birding. Before our trip Steve ordered Brad Schram’s A Birder’s… Continue reading