Today I'm sharing a family visit with you.
My aunt and uncle came to stay recently. My aunt is a bird watcher and is quite serious about it. So I took her down to our beach and the river mouth for some bird spotting. I took along my bird book and binoculars - I've not done that since I was at uni! Usually it's just the little camera in my pocket.
So...we're down there and she's waiting for me to tell her what the birds are. I look at her in horror, "I don't know what they are. I thought you'd know." We knew the same birds - the obvious ones! The others, it was like the blind leading the blind.
She went home majorly disappointed in my lack of identification skills!! For some reason she thought I knew everything. Glory be! (It makes me wonder what Dad's been saying though!).
Anyway, we have a few extra maybes on my list of visiting birds...but I discovered that it's not easy for even the serious birdies to identify them - well, not the serious birdies in my family!! My aunt suggested I join the bird watchers group - but that would mean less writing time, so I can't do that. I'll just muddle along in my own way :)
I did think about telling her of this column...but then I remembered Fridays...and kept my mouth shut! LOL.
So, moral to the story - I've inherited my uselessness at identification :)