Steve and Judy's Travels!

1964.  I had been away from home for almost two years, and overseas for more than one.  Judy’s 16^th birthday present from her family was a three-minute, person to person, very expensive, phone call to me.  Three minutes.  That’s a lot of pressure to make it count.  Otherwise, our only contact was handwritten letters, which could take a week or two each way.

2022.  England.  Ireland.  Texas.  York, Cork, and Edinburg.  Five thousand miles, six time-zones apart.  The weekly zoom visit with the girls carried off without a hitch.

An I-pad, a computer, and a telephone.  An hour-long visit?  No problem.  No pressure.  Real-time video and verbal communication.  What a charming time we live in.

Thursday Night Football.  Football Sunday.  Monday Night Football; Broncos at the Seahawks!

The Broncos had hope.  They had John Elway.  Then they didn’t.  Then they got Peyton Manning.  Then they didn’t.  Russell Wilson.  Yeah.  There is hope again!

Very plain looking large dove.

The name refers to the white tail-tips, that don’t show in these photos.

We don’t get them in our yard.  We need to go to one of the wildlife refuges to find them.  Every kind of dove has their own distinctive call.  We can recognize which dove is around, even when we don’t see them.  White-tipped Doves make a soft sound like someone blowing across the top of a bottle.

Cute little things.  Distinctive coo, so we can tell they’re in the neighborhood even when we can’t see them.

This year’s walking stick!