I was away last weekend, a trip to the Land of Trump. I've said it many times, but the reality on the ground is very different to what you see in the media. Clearly the country is not in a happy place, and the 'leadership' is a very long way from where it ought to be, but ordinary Americans are delightful people no matter what side of the political divide they stand on. On my trip around the Mid-Atlantic last weekend I spoke to lots of different people, no doubt some of them in their big trucks voted for MAGA, but that does not come through in the normal course of conversation. They are generous, friendly, courteous and welcoming. In a way it makes what is happening even more difficult to understand. But it does give me hope that it is temporary, a passing abberation, and that America will rise again to a position of moral soundness. Some may argue that this has never been the case; no doubt I see America through my own lens. When I get to the write up I'll focus on the birding, but that isn't the only reason I go there.
Whilst away I missed a patch first. I was only away for three days! Why does this keep happening!? Although it disappeared before I came back it reappeared during the week and I was able to make a quick dash over to Alexandra Lake. What was this magnificent creature I hear you ask? Oh yes!
