I returned from my travels around Mexico and Guatemala on 8 December, brimming with energy and ready to tackle the pre-Christmas build-up. Then I got hit by a nasty bout of flu. I don’t think it was Covid – I kept testing negative – but it was serious enough to keep me in bed for a week.
Ten days later I’m on the mend but still feel wiped out. So no cards have been sent, and decorations are pretty minimal. Just time this morning to improvise a wreath from stuff growing in the garden.
Hopefully I will be fully recovered by the new year, when I’ll share some tales from my travels with you. In the meantime, here’s a (live) ocellated turkey I spotted wandering around Palenque in Mexico – such wonderful colours and markings.
In the meantime, I’d like to thank you all for reading, following, and supporting me in 2023. I wish you a very merry and peaceful Christmas.