…to Wheatland, Wyoming.
The windshield view of Eastern Wyoming.
A visit with Marge.
And we’re on our way again tomorrow. 2,897 miles to Fairbanks.
…to Wheatland, Wyoming.
The windshield view of Eastern Wyoming.
A visit with Marge.
And we’re on our way again tomorrow. 2,897 miles to Fairbanks.
Now it’s June, and we’re still at 3,037 miles to Fairbanks (but not for much longer).
166 birds remaining to get to 500 for the year. At the rate of one new bird a day, that’s a 48 bird cushion. Or, we could continue at one a day and take the last six weeks of the year off. Or, we could log three quarters of a bird per day and finish at our target.
24 continuing education hours to go.
And 115 counties in which to report a bird to have all 254 counties in Texas!
An all-day family gathering at Becky and Brian’s today.
Everybody.
Us and the grandkids.
(Taylor didn’t make it.)
The twins.
Matt and Ayla.
Conner, Evelyn, and Teigan. Brian is just out of the frame.
Here is Brian totally *in* the frame.
Kelly and baby Elysia.
Brian and Ayla and Teigan.
Tony has gotten REALLY tall.
Matt and Alex and baby Ayla. Austin is in the background reading.
Tony and Ayla.
Great fun.
We are so lucky.
Walking in scenic places, we run into people taking pictures of each other and offer to take a photo of both, or all, of them at once. Like this couple.
That often triggers a conversation and we have a good visit. Sometimes it ends up with another picture with Henry included. We exchange email addresses. We exchange pictures.
And sometimes, it just ends up being a party!
Western tanager.