Returned from a few pleasant days down at the Quinta. The theme, I would guess, was that everything was perfectly boring, there were a zillion birds including various new ones, and that the mornings were quite cold....for my old bones....and that my calling as a slave to cats and dogs was well acquitted. There will be some tales to tell and some observations coming on-line during the next few days, so stand by for a bit. By tomorrow we might be able to put some thoughts together.
El Gringo Viejo