press of progress

This morning I woke at 3:30 a.m. Beatrice decided she wanted to go out. When I went back to sleep, I felt her lean against my shin. She usually only sleeps by me, rather than at the end of the bed, when it is chilly outside.

Today I walked in small Travis Farm Park. The conversion of the field behind the park into a housing subdivision is well underway. I was pleased to see 7 species of bird in this small park. This seems to me my Summer of Mississippi Kites.

A Summer rain fell this afternoon. Our weather here can get a bit hot in the Summer. A Summer storm is our fondest way to relief.In the early evening, I walked the Chisholm Trail and listened to my cousin's podcast. We ate El Pollo Loco for dinner. We watched the British Baking Show.

I logged several bird lists into eBird. It's always easy to log the lists with "first of year" species on them, but I think it's important to log in the prosaic "seen that before" lists, too. It makes a better personal historical record. Winter tends to be our great season for birding here, with Spring and Fall also offering migration diversity. But Summer has its own simple charms.