Bloggus interruptus

Did you miss me? Well, maybe my most devoted readers - of whom I have one or two - might have noticed an interruption.

Last week, the hubby and I went on our "spring break" trip to The Valley, which is what Texans call the region around the Rio Grande River as if it were the only valley on Earth. The Valley is a favorite destination for birders from all over the world and I had hoped to happily spend the week seeing lots of colorful and maybe, with a little luck, new birds that I had never seen before. Mother Nature had other plans.

Of the eight days that we were gone, it rained on five. Birding was next to impossible. There were really only two days in which we finally were able to be in the field looking at birds. Those days almost made up for the rest of our spoiled trip, and, in the next few days, I hope to share some of my pictures of the colorful birds I was able to see with you.

We got back home late Saturday afternoon. Saturday night, I had another nasty surprise.

During that night, I woke up with problems breathing. When I got up and sat for a while, the problems didn't get any better. Finally, I reluctantly decided it was time to go to the emergency room.

I spent Sunday and Monday in the hospital, where they identified my problem. It's something that will have to be treated and managed on an ongoing basis. I was released late Monday afternoon and now I'm home again with my faithful computer, my link to you.

I came home to find quite a few changes in my garden. I missed telling you about them on Bloom Day, Sunday, so I hope to have a chance to show you some of them soon. I also have a couple of books that I read on my forced time indoors and I'll be reviewing them for you. There's plenty to write about. My bloggus interruptus is at an end.