Okay. Once more into the breach.

You’d think a man in his mid-60s would have the sense to know when to call it quits. For three years I’ve started this blog and then let it slide. Other things, such as the lack of enough imagination to come up with topics, have always gotten in the way.

As a blogger, I’ve been a bust. But here I am again, telling myself I really can make regular entries. If I don’t, I’ll just have to hide my head in a virtual paper bag and live with the shame of it.

On the brighter side, my brothers Phil and Terry and I have upped our bird species count each year (with the help of other family members, on occasion). In 2014, we saw 179 species. The next year it was 202, and in 2016, we picked up 250. As of today–February 25–we’re at 53, exactly the same as last year at this time. So there’s at least a chance we’ll outdo 2016.

I’m going to stop here because I don’t want to strain myself and not be able to generate another entry because of exhaustion. Best to take these things one small step at a time.