Up
to his ears in suet!
I
didn’t ever get to send out the rest of the pictures from Christie’s yard in
Edmonds. Here is the last batch:
Google
Images says it an Underwing Moth. They’re named for the bright underwings
that are normally hidden.
(Not
my image.)
But
it’s so nice to be home to the full-size keyboard and the big curved monitor.
So
much workspace on that screen to work with.
Sixty
years ago, Judy and I got married.
Sixty-five
years ago, I was a 15-year-old kid on a bicycle delivering newspapers.
We
were going to stay at South Llano River for a couple nights, but the heat is
wearing us down. (And by “us” I mean “me”.) We drove on to Choke
Canyon State Park for our last night out.
Time
to get home to the air conditioning. We can still be out in the heat
there, but we can ration our exposure better from home base.
And
now it’s Friday, and we’re there.
Two
and a half months. Nine thousand miles. It’s good to be home.
We’re
planning our next trip.