Today was Pam's birthday, it was the same digits as when we met, in 1962, but they are the other way round.
The day was unfortunately damp and dull, It didn't get get light at all, but the evening was great and when we walked down to the White Cliffs Hotel the sky was clear and the stars were bright. A couple of drinks and a celebratory dinner later and to our surprise it was still a clear sky.
This bird is one with long legs and one of the highlights of our Paraguay trip. The Black-legged Seriema appears to be the South American equivalent of a smallish Bustard.


















