The babies born in December and January have been separated from their mamas. We endured a couple days of almost constant crying from both mamas and babies to only a few mournful bellows when one or the other sees each other. I know I've said this before, but it is amazing to see the growth in independence in very short order on the part of the babies. I know that's one of the goals, but it's neat to see it. Of course I had some pictures to document this occasion, but the software for my camera has changed yet again. I don't do technological changes very well, so I'm unsure when I'll have those pictures.
I do have this picture of a dead painted bunting, one of my favorite birds. I think it hit the window and died. They are beautiful even in death...
This summer seems to be shaping up into a very hot and dry one. We are doing our rain dances and also praying for Mother Nature to unleash a strategic, yet rainy hurricane on central Texas. Otherwise, it could get tough for everyone.
