During our weekend excursion out to the Das Jager Haus, I had the privilege to spend my days under the shade of a small pecan grove capturing images of many beautiful and bountiful central Texas native birds. The sheer quantity of hummingbirds, titmice, chickadees and cardinals was absolutely insane, but there was one bird that took my breath away; the painted bunting.
We arrived mid-afternoon on Friday after about a 2.5 hr. Drive out of the Austin burbs. The ride out was typical fare for this part of Texas and especially beautiful once out beyond Dripping Springs. I’d imagine someday buying a few acres from a rancher out here and doing a homestead/cabin type setup for long weekends and maybe to retire to someday.
It was the Friday after Thanksgiving and Kris and I had reservations at Carmine’s in Caesars Palace for 8pm. Instead of catching an Uber (and having spent a small fortune already), we decided we would walk the mile to get there as we would be covering familiar ground and there were a couple things we wanted to experience along the way.
If there is one thing spending a little time in Vegas has taught me is that excess is standard fare. Whether you are at the Hershey’s store at the corner of NYNY, The Shops at Crystals at the Aria or merely in the lobby cantina of your hotel, you can have whatever you want as long as you are willing to pay the price.
Apparently this particular Elvis I was in search of is quite rotund and does an excellent impersonation of The King. Rumor has it he frequents the piano bar at “The Flamingo” and “Harrah’s” on Fridays. With only this half-assed information to go on, we knew he was somewhere in this city and it was on us to find him.
We had just finished our morning coffee and were trying to decide what we wanted to do for our last day in Vegas as we had already walked the entirety of the strip and had a number of unique experiences. Running a quick Google search for excursions, I stumbled across a tour group called, “Pink Jeep Adventures.”
There is just something about Las Vegas. Like a moth to a flame, I just keep being drawn back. Unfortunately, due to the current travel restrictions in place both Kris and I will not be spending Thanksgiving at the MGM Signature this year.
I should also mention that sparrows symbolize good luck in many cultures while also symbolizing companionship, happiness and hope (thank-you insomnia). Maybe it isn’t such a bad thing to be swarming with companionship, happiness, good luck and hope!?!
Kris and I have a house-cat named Jack. I’m pretty sure we adopted him sometime in 2013 from a crazy cat lady named Brenda. When I say “crazy cat lady,” I say that with a twinge of humor as she isn’t really crazy at all, just unique. This tale isn’t about “Brenda – The CrazyContinue reading “A Mammal Named Jack (Mamsy)”
The coloring of a red finch is not a naturally occurring pigment. In fact, the pigment depends on their diet. If the bird had a really healthy diet it will exhibit bright red markings, whereas poorer diet would show by the colorings being more of a muted orange-yellow.