Big Bend National Park
During the entire time we are here in New Mexico, we see no roadrunners. The Greater Roadrunner is the state bird of New Mexico and we don’t see a single damned one of them. Lisa very much wants to see a roadrunner. I have decided that she deserves to see one. Let’s see what we can do.
Even though the roadrunner is a member of the cuckoo family, it is still considered to be intelligent. Even though they can fly, they often prefer to walk. I’m not sure how smart that is. Ask a group of humans, “If you could have one super power, what would it be?” Half of that group would tell you they would choose to be able to fly. The roadrunner walks.
It’s all downhill from here.
We do, however, see weasels. Their noses pop up from the sides of the road as we pass by.
Weasels. According the the Karuk Indians of northwestern California, Weasel is a teacher and protector. Weasel outwits witches. Weasel offers truth. Or rather Truth. Weasel will tell you the hidden reasons behind anything and offer solutions. But Weasel is subtle, so if you are not paying attention, you might miss the wisdom. Like, how many witches do you know? Must be more of them out there than we realize, based on the fact that Weasel outwits them.
Weasel might have been telling Lisa and me why we are not seeing roadrunners, but I’m missing the lesson.
So you say that the Greater Roadrunner is the state bird of New Mexico. This doesn’t explain why, in a southern section of Big Bend National Park in Texas, right down by the Rio Grande, while we are minding our own business, we see a roadrunner.
First we see quail and mistake them for roadrunners. Then we see roadrunners.
We do not see any weasels. Or Weasel.