Growing with gratitude for life's challenges
A day of rest is on the docket, and I ponder whether or not to get dressed, but when I open the blinds, the heron is in attendance, and not long after I hear his throaty alarm. A Great Egret has decided to show up also, so I get dressed and grab my camera. A […]
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I don’t get to sleep till after 3:00; he wakes up at 4:30. At 7:30 we both decide to try again, so by the time we are ready to do anything, it is late morning. “Why don’t we go out for breakfast?” We pick a restaurant nearby that looks like it would have all day […]
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Exploring is something Ric and I love to do. He will pour over the web for hours researching points of interest, and I happily follow along. Some places do not meet our expectations and others exceed them, soon becoming favourites. After driving along the beaches of Mustang Island we have come to The Packery Channel […]
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We return to the hotel room only to find our keys no longer work, so while Ric goes off to the office, I sit and look up at the bright California sky and say: “Thank you for this f***ing amazing life,” and then immediately apologize for the expletive, but sometimes it is just called for. […]
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The Riparian Preserve at Water Ranch is located in the city of Gilbert, Arizona and listed as one of the top ten birding sites in the area. We visited on a weekend, not quite recovered from our excursion to the RV show in Phoenix. There is limited parking and the place was buzzing with families, […]
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Our time on the Rio Grande is winding down, as is my energy, so we decided our last outing would be a mini-bus tour originating at Laguna Atascosa Wildlife Refuge touring the Bahia Grande unit. We had visited Atascosa the week before, but it was too cold, and my legs were not strong enough to […]
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Our first visit to South Padre was windy and cold – 4 degrees celsius. I stepped out of the car to photograph the ocean and soon popped back into the warmth. Our winter coats were safely packed and stored under the bus, as we lovingly call our motor home. So we had a quick lunch […]
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Boca Chica is a an expanse of sandy beach where the Gulf meets the Rio Grande, and Texas meets Mexico. It is the last stop, past the border guard post, and is a protected natural area. Apart from a few fishermen, we were the only ones on the beach. By the time we reached the […]
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Armed with our passports, cameras, binoculars, and travel mugs, we headed to wall country, piloted by seasoned birders who graciously offered to show us around. “Have you been to Boca Chica?” our host asked. “No, but it’s on my list,” Ric responded. So we set off, the early morning sky a wash of blushed peach. […]
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Lured by the promise of a rewarding birding experience, Ric and I decided to take the drive to McCallen and check out Quinta Mazatlan. As usual, I worry about the amount of walking involved when visiting a new locale, but we were reassured by those in the know that there is a house on the […]
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One Woman's Quest II 