This morning I took a cab which cost me less than five dollars to a nature reserve high above the town of San Miguel. I went on a bird walk with some Canadians and Americans who certainly had a better idea of what they were looking at than I did. The big standout for me was the vermillion fly catcher. Look it up. Such a wonderful red color. Even I could not miss it! Part of the reserve is a wet land section and I saw ducks and an egret and a bird called a stilt because he stands on one leg. We saw a shrike ( you can look that one up too) and goldfinch. Hmm… I guess I did see a lot of birds, after all. I liked being out of town, breathing the quiet air and murmuring along with people of my age and interests. The landscape is thorny and full of cactus. I will go up there again for a tour of the plants. This little tree decorated with earthenware eggs is a memorial to the students recently disappeared and feared killed. No one talks much about this in our artsy town so I was glad to see this and add my own little prayer
In in the afternoon I had my second lecture of poetry by prof Kenneth Graham. He is a prof from Guelph University who specializes in poetry up to the 20 the century. To my great joy he explanned some John Donne and recited a long bit out of the prologue of the Canterbury Tales. Getting ready for the conference! So here. I am in the hammock pondering on sonnets. This is the life!
In the picture below we are on a ledge overlooking a stream. Behind us is a reservoir where pin tail ducks and other water birds winter over.