Salineno is a little town (very little), a short distance downstream from the Falcon Dam down river from Zapata, Texas. I am guessing this area is close to where Larry McMurtry had placed the fictional town of Lonesome Dove in the book by the same name. 
The town (Salineno, not Lonesome Dove) is famous in the birding world for a birding location on the Rio Grande River. For many year, the .85 acre spot was owned by a Couple by the name of DeWind. They were winter Texans from Michigan who spent the cold weather in this spot feeding birds. They spoiled the birds rotten, feeding them marshmallows, peanut butter and oranges.
Over the years, the birds began to expect this and showed up each year about the same time as the DeWinds.
A couple of years ago, the couple, now in their 80’s, turned the property over to the Fish and Wildlife service and a volunteer couple was appointed to take care of feeding the birds. 
I like volunteering but I would not want this job. It’s very isolated and the nearest grocery must be ten miles away, at least. In addition, a lot of illegal border activity takes place just a hundred yards or so away. This does not bother the volunteers who are very dedicated birders. 
Susie and I don’t consider ourselves real birders. We have no lists or anything. It’s just a thrill to try and get a picture of a pretty bird. The pictures in this post were either taken by one of us or by Carole’s sister, Cele Wilson. 
Some of the birds are the same as ones we see in Indiana; red winged blackbirds, the Cardinal and a type of sparrow. A man who was also visiting the refuge at the same time said they still called them ‘Spatsies’ in Arkansas. ‘Spatsy’ was a term from my own childhood and the man using it brought back memories of those days. Also, some birds I never see in Indiana are here. 
I didn’t try to identify any of these birds in this post because I don’t know an Altimira Oriole from the Baltimore kind.
The following picture is a bird that I do know about. 
There are a multitude of these birds around the refuge where we are working. At first I used my superior deductive powers and birding knowledge to determine that these strange looking things with wings were some sort of chickens, perhaps Rhode Island Reds. I later found out that the birds were not barnyard fowls at all, but instead were chachalacas. Of course, it’s still possible that they taste like chicken.
