Daylight Saving Time starts Saturday night/Sunday. We already have light late. Now we have to make even more of it? Why can’t we just have time the normal way; the sun directly overhead at noon? It gets light when it gets light. It gets dark when it gets dark. Why does that need messing with?
Bandera
Here is a link to the map that shows where we are: http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?msid=205131835882428706345.0004bac83b02418f9bb28&msa=0&ll=36.844461,-99.84375&spn=23.935438,56.90918
Travel day
We relocated to Bandera, northwest of San Antonio. We’ll stay at Jeff and Carol’s for a few days. They have such a nice spot for us here on their property in the Hill Country. Juniper oak forest. Bird feeders. Deer. Full hookups. Monday morning we’ll drop the coach off at a big-rig repair facility near here. We have a slide that complains when we pull it in. Maybe they can fix it before its mood degenerates completely.
Off in the distance
Last weekend. There at the edge of the lake.
Two big white birds. I can’t quite make them out with my binoculars. White Pelicans? No. The heads and necks on these birds aren’t white. I need to get a little closer.
Snow geese? No. A little closer?
Wood Storks? No. What else could be that big and that color? Something else strange about these birds. They haven’t moved. It’s a long walk there through the mud at the edge of the lake, but it has to be done. Along the way I find Least Sandpipers
and Snowy Plovers.
I think about the name of this place while I walk. La Sal del Rey. That means “the King’s salt”. This is a Salt lake! As I walk with the prevailing winds to the other side of the lake, the one that takes all the splashes, I see that anything along the edge is salt-encrusted.
I walk all the way there. Those big white birds on the other side of the lake? 
Stumps sticking out of the water. Salt encrusted wood stumps. Mystery birds solved.
Two big white birds. I can’t quite make them out with my binoculars. White Pelicans? No. The heads and necks on these birds aren’t white. I need to get a little closer. Snow geese? No. A little closer? Wood Storks? No. What else could be that big and that color? Something else strange about these birds. They haven’t moved. It’s a long walk there through the mud at the edge of the lake, but it has to be done. Along the way I find Least Sandpipers and Snowy Plovers. I think about the name of this place while I walk. La Sal del Rey. That means “the King’s salt”. This is a Salt lake! As I walk with the prevailing winds to the other side of the lake, the one that takes all the splashes, I see that anything along the edge is salt-encrusted. I walk all the way there. Those big white birds on the other side of the lake? Stumps sticking out of the water. Salt encrusted wood stumps. Mystery birds solved. We’re having a dry spell
It’s a nightmare. The humidity is lower than the temperature! You just can’t imagine.