NOTE FIRST—I wanted to chronicle my birding experiences from the beginning of my birding journey to the present birding experiences, but I am having serious problems with that!!! Time does not hold still. So in this post, I am going to summarize my birding past so I can start blogging about the present.
Texas is the place to be in the spring, birds are everywhere! I had so much fun revisiting my favorite spots and identifying birds. It seems as if the Texas Gulf Coast area is one of the best migratory paths for so many birds as they make their journey up north for the summer.
This past April 2013 I went to my first bird conference. I went to the Feather Fest in Galveston. I took a few classes and signed up for several field studies. Some people thought I was a little crazy to go to this all by myself, but I had a great time. Stayed in the Tremont Hotel at the Strand in Galveston. I was up and ready to bird every morning by 7:00 a.m., which is a miracle in itself, since I have not been an early morning person in the past.
Even though I loved learning about the birds and watching them through my binoculars, I was miserable that I could not take pictures of what I saw. There were so many moments on my field trips that I was standing so close to some amazing birds or birding events and I only had an iPhone to take pictures. With my Facebook journaling, I would post pictures of the birds that I saw, but they were not my pictures, they were images I had found on the internet.
I heard birders talk about the “Rookery in High Island” at my conference. I knew the spring season was about to end but I wanted so badly to see this place. I had no idea what they were talking about. My birder friend said she would take me there the following weekend. Words just can’t describe the awesomeness of High Island.

The amazing birds that I sighted on that day, made me want a camera even more! something better than an iPhone.
Then the piece of resistance, the momma Killdeer. My parents had a mom and pop Killdeer guarding a nest in the front of their yard. The mother bird sat on her nest day and night. I know she left the nest but, to observers it appeared she was there 24-7. Papa Killdeer would also be right there to protect the nest as well. I had to chronicle this event with pictures. So, I did some research and went to Camera Exhange in Houston and bought a EOS 60DCannon. Now I can take my own pictures.

The rest is history! Now I am taking my own bird pictures. When I go birding, I have so many straps around my neck I will probably strangle myself to death. I have my birding purse with National Geographic Bird Book, binoculars, and camera. I suppose a backpack is next.