This story first appeared in “Western Tanager” Volume 87 Number 4 in 2021. We were at the Alamo River Wetlands counting birds. The other birders and I walked armed with our binoculars and scopes with no room to think about anything but the birds and the storm that was fast-approaching. As we heard different birds’Continue reading “The Birder in Me”
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But I didn’t cry this time when it came on…
A few weeks ago I got it in my head that I needed to leave the rodeo cowboy, because, really, I should have done it long ago. You can only be dicked around for so long until you say enough. So today, with all the pain in my heart and in my twat, I droppedContinue reading “But I didn’t cry this time when it came on…”
“You’ve broken the speed of the sound of loneliness”
California Scrub jays land so hard on the fence, and the Anna’s hummingbirds fly so loud. The Oak Titmouse is tiny but it makes a strong noise when it pecks at the fence giving itself away. The White Crowned Sparrows would be quiet-landing if it weren’t for their constant bickering with the Song Sparrows andContinue reading ““You’ve broken the speed of the sound of loneliness””
My Love is for the Birds - Sketches 