Hectic holiday

I made breakfast for my company, then rushed to Alpine to share Thanksgiving dinner with my husband and his kids, then hurried back to join my family. Pretty exhausted now.

Here's a picture of my new kumquat tree. To the left of it is the new Prickly Ash. It wasn't as protected on its trip here from Fredrickburg, but I think it'll perk up fine. That orange accidentally captured in the photo is starting to ripen, and the kumquat has little fruits on it. Gonna be fun next year. Just have to get past winter first.

Every little bit helps

They say this ice storm was the worst we had in 25 years. Except for the branches that snapped off, the ones bent to the ground straightened back up after the ice melted. And not that many were broken. I pruned what I could reach. I'll take precipitation any way I can get it, and ended up with a third of an inch in the rain gauge. Every little bit helps! Acquiring that moisture was agonizing, though. Perhaps the hardest won so far.

When I'm not staying in town, I put out fresh feeders early in the mornings on nights that the feeders freeze solid.  This morning, at daylight it was 20° and hummers were chasing around as if it was normal weather and the feeders weren't frozen. I put up clean ones with warmed solution and brought the frozen ones indoors to thaw out before I cleaned them. Such is the life of a hummingbird "rancher."

They would probably survive fine if I didn't, but the lives of hummers can be very marginal, so I figure every little bit helps!

I'm pretty excited. My son is on his way here from Austin with a kumquat tree, plus he stopped in Fredricksburg for the Prickly Ash generously given to me by Bill Lindemann and Jane Crone. Thanks guy! Your the absolute best! And I have the greatest son too!

Slush and such

When I was a kid in Iowa I was taken with a short poem titled "Spring," that said, "Along with the flowers and song of the thrush....... slush." Well, it's not spring, and we don't have flowers or thrush, but we'll soon have lots of slush. And though I've always said I'll take precipitation any way I can get it, it's depressing to sit and watch tree limbs bend to the ground and break. 

So I came to town. Had to drive over fallen branches as I was leaving the oasis.

The highway to Alpine was bad, but I didn't see any wrecks.

Thousands in the Big Bend area are without electricity today, so I consider myself lucky.

I also consider myself really, really technologically challenged. When I first got my pickup, I contorted myself to squeeze between the two front seats to get to the tiny seats in back because I could not figure out how to fold the front seats out of the way and there were no back doors. Couldn't squeeze over the headrests either. Several days later I told my son how impossible it would be to use the back fold-down seats if you were over 5 years old. What a stupid car design, etc. He walked over to the pickup and opened the back doors, whose handles were hidden inside the door jamb. Who would have figured that out!

Then fast forward a couple of years of not making it up my big hill after a rain as the road was muddy, and then just yesterday not making it up the big hill south of Alpine, while everyone else drove past me. Coming to town a while ago I noticed another gear on my gear shift. Who would have ever thought! I'm eager to try it out and see how it works but will wait until the next emergency, which probably won't be too long coming, knowing me. Until today, I didn't notice that number one gear. Go figure!

Agony followed by ecstasy

I don't know how else to describe today. It took me two hours to get 10 miles out of Alpine due to icy road conditions. Fortunately, a truck came and sanded the big mountain south of town or I may still be sitting there on a sheet of ice.

I was determined to go photograph a Costa's Hummingbird at Bonnie's today that she had photographed yesterday. And even without any sunshine, it was still a religious experience to see and photograph it.

Afterwards I rushed to the oasis to see what hummers might be there, but it was just too miserable out to sit and watch. I'm definitely the hot weather type.

Three hummer species today

Kelly set up his banding operation at daybreak and caught Anna's, Rufous, and an Allen's. Not bad for November. Seven or eight in all. While we were banding I spotted a Scott's Oriole atop the dead cottonwood tree. Thought I better photograph it just in case ebird (the online bird sightings database) flagged it as unusual. Sure enough, it did, so I submitted this photo documentation. Juvenile male.

Sunrise

Witnessing a sunrise can mean you've lived to greet another day, or it can mean you got up early, or both. Whatever the meaning, it was sure splendidly gorgeous coming up over the Christmas Mountains this morning.

I went with Kelly to Lajitas to band this morning. We're going to band at CMO tomorrow morning. We saw about 9 hummers of 3 species here this afternoon, so we should have some success tomorrow.

Rio Grande Village today

RGV has always been one of my favorite places to bird, and I had never "butterflied" there. So when I read today about a myiarchus flycatcher with a very yellow belly seen there yesterday, it was a perfect excuse. Only problem was, by the time I got there it was noon and birds were slowing down for their nap. For a short while I saw a few birds, but then nothing. No good butterflies either. It was lovely seeing springs coming out of the foothills as I passed the Chisos Mountains headed for RGV, though.

I always check the boardwalk first when I get to RGV. There I was surprised to come upon a Red-breasted Merganser. Not too surprised to remember to snap his picture as he hurried away.

I did see a flycatcher with a very yellow belly, but such a brief glimpse that I couldn't even guess at what it was. And a myiarchus flycatcher (Ash-throated) that I saw really well, seemed to be totally devoid of any yellow on the belly or rufous on the tail. I should have photographed it, I guess. Just doesn't occur to me to photograph such a common bird. I suppose they're more pale this time of year. I normally only see them in breeding season.

There were quite a few warblers. For a short while they were so active in the underbrush that I was lucky to even get this photo of one of them (a Black-throated Gray Warbler) before they disappeared. I'm sure there were two of them there, plus many Yellow-rumpeds.

I hope I get to go back again soon. I'll be sure to get there early in the morning. My schedule is usually really busy. It was just lucky that I got my work caught up this morning and we're not banding hummers again until tomorrow morning.

Weather forecasting for W TX

As soon as I got up this morning I looked at the weather forecast. Zero chance of rain. Of course, if they said that every day of the year, they'd be right over 90% of the time. Their forecasts actually aren't right that often, but they're getting better. They were right today, but looking at the sky this afternoon, it was iffy.

Last winter a W Screech Owl was enjoying this box. For now I have to content myself with this Northern Flicker. Maybe soon a Screech Owl will come along and evict the flicker.

Cool and birdless

I've never seen the oasis with so few birds. If you're planning a visit,  you may want to rethink it. There are more birds out foraging in the wilds than at the oasis. Walking up a drainage area I saw lots of quail, sparrows, etc. At the oasis was just a kinglet and a hummingbird. Unbelievable. It's usually rife with birds.

Driving down from Alpine today I could see heavy moisture in the Christmas Mountains and it did sprinkle a few brief times today. With a cool breeze, it barely made it up to 57° for a short time this afternoon. All in all, not a pleasant day.

Here's a photo of the Prickly Ash (Zanthoxylum hirsutum) that Jane has for me. I'm so thrilled and excited about it.

Citrus project progress

Some of the seeds I've planted have sprouted (not the kumquats), probably grapefruit.

Meanwhile, a dear friend, Jane Crone, has obtained a Prickly Ash (Zanthoxylum fagara) for me that I need to figure out how to get to Alpine from where she lives 6 hours away. I'm so excited about it.

Today I had to drive to Odessa to the dentist. Here's how the conversation started after I got into the dentist chair.

Dr: What can I do for you today?
Me: My [implant] bar broke.
Dr: No they can't break. It's not possible. In my 20 years of putting them in, I've never seen one break.
Me: But remember, I told you once that I'm under a dental curse.
Dr (after looking into my mouth): You're not under a dental curse, you are a dental curse.

I swear, I'm not making that up. He called the lab and they're footing the bill for a new bar. But it means starting all over with endless trips to Odessa, fittings and adjustments. I try to accept what I can't change, but it's not easy. I've had the implants less than a year.