Not With A Whimper
           This morning was cool and wet.  We had just been through a cold  snap, laughable to those up north but hard on us here in the Coastal  Bend, we just ain't used to real wintertime.  I was drinking coffee and  standing on my back porch watching the ibises and cranes pick through  the grass looking for their breakfast.  As all the lizards would be  lethargic and hunkered down I imagine it was insects and no more for  those birds to eat.  I saw one ibis get two small snakes  in a few seconds, I was surprised that any would be out and about this  day.  I am fond of the reptiles but we would certainly be overrun with a  exponentially increasing lizards unless they were culled by predators.   Lizards and  snakes are predators as well so nature evens out in it's cold  conclusions.  I had the radio on and was listening to the latest reports  of the buildup to (another) war.  The only thing that worried me was  that ...