Birds you go to Texas to see
Sabal Palm yesterday morning, that birding jewel formally cut off from the rest of the nation by a ridiculous fence. It’s open once again, thank goodness, and I went there along with several other birders looking for South Texas specialties that the Rio Grande Valley Bird festival exists specifically to show to people. And I saw them. Many of them anyway.
Least Grebe. Is cute, no?
Green Kingfisher. Little, hidden, rattley.
Green Jay. It may be dressed like a harlequin, but it is unquestionably the true king of the jays.