Bird photography lessons at Brazos Bend
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Unprepared at Lost Maples
I’ll be honest. We were not exactly prepared for this trip. Mostly it was because we don’t really know the Texas Hill Country area very well. We had been to parts of… Continue reading
In plain sight
There are two important pieces of advice in today’s post: Always take your camera with you. Save room for pie. El Tuito, Mexico is a typical small Mexican town with a main square… Continue reading
Shhh…don’t tell anyone about this place.
It’s settled. Cancel any other travel plans you might have because I discovered the most relaxing, birdiest place where you could stay. Seriously. Dump your other plans and listen to what I’m about… Continue reading
Night of the Iguana
Back in the late 1990s I was obsessed with Tennessee Williams plays. I found them smoldering and Williams’ words were a dance around the real issues that everyone—both the characters and the audience—seemed… Continue reading
Unexpected Awe
The alternating red and white paper picador with their intricate cut outs, fluttered in the breeze. They were streamed on a line that led directly to the door of the Iglesia de San… Continue reading
Granting wishes
It was hard taking our eyes off the Trogon, with its puffed out red belly and black chest. It turned its head from side to side as it looked warily at us, and then someone said, “Hey, there’s another one!”
Like an Angel Passing Through
I stood on the covered patio at the back of the cottage where we were staying, holding a mug of hot tea with both hands to help take the chill off. I was… Continue reading
More cowbell
We had begun the day early, just as Puerto Vallarta’s partiers were stumbling back to their hotels in the early morning blackness. Our van crept through the darkened streets and we arrived at… Continue reading
Hornsby Bend Observatory: An Austin Birding Hotspot
Yes, I hang around sewage facilities with binoculars. You already know that my husband dragged me to a landfill on our honeymoon in Mexico so we could find the Lesser Yellow-headed Vulture. My… Continue reading