I went with my peeps where we drank beer, hiked and of course, watched birds, Elk, Pronghorn and so many other critters! They have eased restrictions in many places around the state and we were able to have our first beer together in public. I didn't realize how wonderful that would feel. And there was live music! It was a well earned break.
We gave our seniors a proper send off. It wasn't the same though and for many, it hit them that night as they wouldn't be able to throw tortillas into the air and say good-bye to one another. I felt their sadness on this day. I volunteered because believe it or not, I missed them. (Don't share that information with any of them though:) I felt a little bit of moisture around my eyes and rubbed it away. It must have been allergies. However, our school did a great job giving those kids....those young adults....a proper closure. The admin did a huge amount of work organizing this major operation in a safe manner for all. My hats off to them!
|Desert Grassland Whiptail|
There are days when I feel like I'm moving from one endless morning into another. Summer has officially started for teachers here with those lovely hot 100 + temps. All of us are in this uncertainty cloud. Summer is about renewal for us. Now, there is nothing to look forward to. There is just a lot of unknowns. It was good to hear that I'm not the only one dealing with this stuff. I still hold onto my Panama ticket with the dreams that I will be able to go even though our group will not. It's not going to happen. The Harpy Eagle will have to wait.
Oh I still look at our AZ birds with a great fondness. But I'm a gypsy at heart. My hunger to learn more is ever present. I have put together the last of my western birds that I need for my Plan B Tufted Puffin project. Plus, it's an escape from the heat. It would be a beautiful trek into California, Oregon, Washington, Montana and Idaho states. There are 17 life birds left in this region. Assuming I find all these birds, there will be little need to visit the Northwest again. Over the years, I have enjoyed dipping on the Gunnison Sage-Grouse in Colorado because it just means I get to keep going back there and trying. There is the Black Swift under a waterfall in Ouray, Colorado that I need to visit. So on and on it goes, but I see the end coming for these states. And it's hard to imagine never going back to them again.
I'm glad to be able to bird with my friends who are here. My mind is also with my friends afar. And my thoughts wander towards those who have life circumstances that have redefined their explorations for now. Birding used to be so easy. Our lives are like an hour glass; we only have so much time before that sand runs out. It's been a meaningful time for many of us learning that we are all social creatures. For some, this is a dream! I used to take some of my travel for granted, in that I could always do it if I wanted. Now that everything has been turned upside down, I crave that time with other people wanting to do those treks to new worlds and cultures.
|The canopy of a Central American rain forest will have to wait.|