You fly in with a thirst … but a robin got there first. Smaller birds commiserate, wondering about the wait.Spirits seem to sink,but soon all get a drink.
A little water goes a long way in the high desert of New Mexico. We even accommodate Texas antelope squirrels. These were the visitors during one cup of morning coffee.
The storm blew in. Tried to watch baseball with Cowboy in the front row. Looked like a perilous day for lingering lizards. Had to break out my winter hat, but saw the first cranes heading south. Weather couldn’t decide between rain or snow. Bluebirds came around, wearing down jackets. And others arrived to sit out …
