The Sky Is Falling!

It is past Christmas now...the New Year is upon us--me. I have an unwrapped present from my brother that I have never opened.

I know what it is already and have for the last two years now going on three. It is a camera that I really wanted for the longest time. I like to take photos from time to time...I have several programs to enhance, distort and all that jazz.

Some of my very first photos were of my brother and his friends. In the morning after my run going down on Trenton Road in McAllen the grackles that line up on the telephone lines against the dawn--look freaking awesome. And then again I have this Hitchcockian theme running through my head that they will flip out and attack cars and people at any given moment.

Other times I like going down 10th street and Dove to check out the lime green parrots and see them flock. Most of the time I really have this feeling that no one ever looks up to see what is around them. I am not into birding like my best friend is...he is an orthodilonigist...I know I can not spell the correct word for the "study of birds".

What I do know is because of him...he is--or going out to the new tower that just opened on the 16th of this month out at Santa Ana Refuge. I love that place because there is that one main road that I like to run--but sometimes...I really like to take other paths just to remember Frost's poem...the road less traveled.

I have been thinking about opening this one gift of his lately. And may be I will add it to my poems as I can not draw for crap.

I would so like to share what the Valley is about because it is my home. It is my world and I think...that is what my brother wanted me to see. Sometimes we need to look around us to get a better understanding of our surroundings. And who knows? I may actually have fun in the process. I am so glad that I have friends that are professional photographers.

This week I will be in mountain country. If you are ever in the Rio Grande--check out the scene.