It’s for the birds

The title of this piece was a commonly used expression with the WWII generation. My parents – and especially our Mother – used it often. It meant why waste your time on that; or don’t bother it isn’t worth the trouble. I brought it back for the moment to be used literally: stop and save some berries “for the birds.” In

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SPRING: South Central Texas

It’s the time of year when we have just sprung the clocks forward. That annoying measure, however, can be quickly put aside because Texas wildflowers put a smile on your face each morning, albeit an hour later. The beautiful white flower shown is a one-off. It immediately stood out from its field of multi-cultural neighbors. I looked twice through my extensive Texas Wildflowers Field

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Ernie: bite the hand that feeds you?

After fifteen months of living together Ernie was bound to exhibit a dark side. This morning he snarled and took a stand that gave every indication he would bite me. Ernie: the world’s most appreciative and happy pooch? Since occasionally he startles and puts a rabbit to run I’ve often wondered what would happen if he actually caught one. Now I know.

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Another bull joins the neighborhood

Big Girl number two has had her calf: a bull. Like his mother, but at three days young, he stares at the photographer. My neighbor told me that the mom-to-be walked into a modest metal out-building, had the calf, went outside and not long thereafter the young’in followed: normal post-partum details are omitted. This happened about 6 a.m. on the

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