The Next Episode

The last time we saw our heroine, she was blundering around a campground, searching for old memories! What has she been doing since? We'll find out after these messages!

I have seen more than one birding blog suffer from neglect, and I don't want that to happen to my ornithological city on a hill. It may have already been left for dead, but I do believe in resurrection.

Since I last posted,

• I drove west to Midland and saw what I thought were Sandhill Cranes and Chihuahuan Ravens. Traveling at 70 mph, however, I had no time for double-checking. These certainly weren't life-list looks.
• The guru and I had our final quest through the areas to the south and west, between Stephenville and Brownwood. Harris's Sparrows were among the greatest conquests. Black-crested Titmice and titmouse mestizos were also among the objects of interest on the tour. Chihuahuan Ravens were nowhere to be found.
  
• Harris's Sparrows were spotted on June's back porch, from the warmth and comfort of a nice, friendly* game of Scrabble.

The times when I most need to go birding are the times I cannot dream of it. Like now.

*It was nice and friendly until June whupped us all.