100 Days May 1, 2017
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Hard to believe that the official horror of the current administration has been only 100 days long (now 102). Its existence has certainly cast a pall over just about everything, including things that are difficult all on their own.
Yet, on that hundredth day, the rose-breasted grosbeaks returned. At dusk, a woodcock let us listen in on his courtship flight. Then, under an intensely clear and star-filled sky, a shooting star appeared, remaining visible long enough for me to see it, recognize it, and point it out to friends, who turned to watch it too.
Route 153 
It’s amazing how the world goes on… and sometimes quite lyrically amidst the madness.
On a mostly unrelated note, have you ever considered going to the Pantanal region of Brazil? I just read a travel article and it’s home to hundreds of bird species, including rare ones like hyacinth macaws and jabiru storks. (And otters that are amost two metres in length!)
I would love to go to South America or Costa Rica. Wish I wasn’t so wary of all the travel. Shall we go together?
Count me in for Costa Rica, but Brazil sounds like it has more violence and plastic surgery makeovers that I would be comfortable with. .