Spotted Sandpiper
Finally we are seeing a few birds. Maybe I should say a few kinds of birds. If you have ever wondered where the starlings go in the winter, I can testify that they are all here in the lower Rio Grand Valley.
Hundreds and hundreds in a single flock. I don't know how the crop can grow
Which of these is the lemon?
It was a bad year for the citrus (no rain), and the Mar oranges that I love because they are low acid grew no larger than a baseball. Although the fruit is ripe on the inside, they range from dark green to yellow-green. They do taste good, but it takes a lot of oranges to make juice in the morning. The lemon is on the left, the middle is a Mar orange, and the right is a grapefruit. The variety of lemon is called ponderosa lemon and is a cross between a citron and a lemon. The grower tells me that there is enough juice for two lemon pies. I'll never know.
The town of San Benito has few inhabitants whose first language is English, (and most of them have only
one language) so it is my own fault that when I walked into the salon and asked for a haircut, I discovered too late that the dolled-up stylist probably only understood every other word and I understood less of what she said.. Result: I probably won't need another haircut this winter.... well, certainly not this year. I could have tried another shop like this one
With a Texas name like big hair, I think she would have left some of it on my head.
I could have tried this one too, but .I think this one woud have shaved me bald and told me I had the illusion of hair.
I'm pretty sure Joe isn't happy about running for constable.
Stinking dog thinks that is funny. Pull my paw!
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