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Old Faithful…

On Thursday I found myself on a chauffeur driven trip just up the road to Yellowstone National Park.  My friend Karen not only did the driving, but her time here has turned her into an expert in the area.  I only wish I could remember half of what she told me as were toured the park.

Entering from the south entrance the first major area we reached was Old Faithful.  Karen says that she has a knack for just missing the eruption, but not this time.  I took my first picture as we walked from the parking lot for fear that I’d miss it altogether.  And then another, and another.  There is a boardwalk that lets you walk among the geysers and springs, and each direction you look has you gasping in amazement (not so much the altitude, that’s getting better).  As you walk you can’t help but notice the sulfur odor, as you find your self amazed at all the geysers, big ones and tiny little ones, evidence of eruptions under your feet as it the place has a life of it’s own.  Which I suppose it does.  Karen pointed out the buffalo hoof marks in the land between the geysers.  Some buffalo prefer to roam this area, eating vegetation which grows in this odd environment.  And these buffalo don’t live as long as they might, the grasses have minerals which wear their teeth more quickly than other diets would.  Just one of the many lessons of the day for me.  Rivers also rise from this area on their way to the sea.  I suppose they join other rivers and lakes on their way, but they are born here.07-10-20oldfaithful07-10-20oldfaithful207-10-20depressiongeyser07-10-20boiling07-10-20bluestarspring07-10-20geysercolors07-10-20geysercolors207-10-20moth07-10-20headwaters07-10-20allinone07-10-20purpleflower07-10-20viewagain07-10-20viewagain207-10-20moth

Our photography guru, Jeff, once pointedly commented that he always crops his pictures to further emphasize the subject of the photo.  I felt like he was talking just to me.  But some of these photos were so nice, I thought, and included the colors, the rivers, the historic Old Faithful Inn, and I couldn’t bear to crop.  Maybe that’s one of the joys of this stage of life, breaking the rules that you obsessively followed all your life.  It seems to be working for me…

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Tuesday in the Tetons…

Tuesday started off so nicely.  I was in search of coffee and found a view of the mountains with reflections in the water of the marina.  I then headed out for a drive, just to see what I could see.  There were beautiful views everywhere, I stopped at every turnout that I saw.  I took pictures of the signs to remember why I stopped and to learn a little of how all this magnificent scenery came to be.  I found a tour group stopped to take pictures, so I also stopped to see what it was that they saw.  To my surprise it was a great blue heron, which was new to the people on the tour.  I have come to realize that the birds I’ve seen in Florida are also found far and wide, they don’t just belong to us.  The Cunningham ranch was an interesting stop also.  Yes, a nice day, until the problems with the wifi and cell service made everything grind to a halt.  And I thought I had figured out a solution, but then the computer decided not to take a charge.  If you are reading this then the current solution is working.  I hope so because I keep taking more pictures despite the problems.07-08--20reflection07-08--20reflection207-08--20scene207-08--20sign07-08--20scene07-08--20greatbluefeature07-08--20glaciersigh07-08--20tetonglacier07-08--20cunninghamsign07-08--20cunningham07-08--20cabin

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Teton morning…

I slept like a baby my first night in Grand Teton National Park. I was toasty warm under three blankets, including my first night under my ‘quarantine quilt’. My favorite way to sleep is when you are nice and warm but breathing cold air, and it was chilly. I went out early and drove a little way north of the campground to the turn-offs along Jackson Lake. Of course the views are spectacular, but I found myself drawn to the details too. The wildflowers that line the roadway just about everywhere. The little bird at the marina, and the pelican who caught his breakfast and I totally didn’t realize it until I saw the pictures in the computer.

I investigated the laundry/shower facility and discovered that they have wifi and you can plug in your computer to to charge it. That was a happy discovery for me, so I did my laundry, took a shower, and caught up with Facebook. I find as I walk I’m out of breath immediately, and tiredness set in, so I’m writing this while sitting outside at the camper, using up the battery that remains. The breeze is lovely, and the sun on my back feels like a massage. I have to give myself permission to relax, so I’m going to sit in the sun in the zero-gravity recliner and read my book a while.07-07-07lake207-07-07Jacksonlake107-07-07flowers07-07-07flowers207-07-07pinkflowers07-07-07pelican

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The Paint Mines…

I hadn’t heard of the Paint Mines before, but what an interesting place to hike and explore.  Climbing on the rocks is prohibited, but you are free to wander through the crevasses to better see and touch the rocks. 07-04-20Paintminesgeology07-04-20Paintminesovertime07-04-20Paintminesrock07-04-20Paintminesshrub07-04-20PaintminesJo07-04-20Paintminesclay207-04-20Paintminesclay

Where some water pooled you really saw the color in the water, so Jo scooped some up yes, it felt like clay.  An amazing resource for people thousands of years ago…

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Cookies…

‘This website uses cookies’, we’ve all gotten that message a time or two I imagine.  I know I do, from WordPress, whenever I’m putting a post together.  But it has occurred to me that that’s my problem.  Cookies are my problem.  Getting ready to leave on this trip has my brain on overdrive.  What to pack?  Which route to take?  Wait, I need to spray the weeds growing up in the cracks in the driveway, and I wanted another folding chair, and a haircut, and what food should I bring with me?  I should clean the house, but it will only get dirty while I’m gone.  What about closing this place up, I didn’t do such a hot job of it last time.  My uncle came behind me and took care of it.  I need to do better.  Make lists I tell myself.  I tell myself a lot of things.  And then I saw something on my quilting group about taking a cartoon photo, so I forgot about all that for a few minutes and off I went to do that last night.  I wanted to shoot bicycles for a photo challenge, that could make a good cartoon photo, but no one at all was out.  And then I realized that no matter what I did I had to take a selfie, the photo process kept turning the camera around for a selfie.  Disappointing.  Went home and made yogurt bark to use up the last of the yogurt because, yes, dealing with emptying the refrigerator is nagging at me also.  I have too many programs running in my head.  I need to clear my cache…

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Recalculating…

I sat down here at the computer a while ago, determined to look up the route for my potential trip this summer.  I had also been looking at it last week and the week before, trying to imagine myself traveling along that blue line on the computer screen, my car a little blinking light inching along toward the goal.  The computer offered me two routes for the beginning of the trip, both of which wound up merging eventually, and the last of the route passed right past my sister-in-law’s house where I would love to stop and visit.  Yay!  But the two early routes caused me stress of a sort.  Should I try to camp along the way?  If so where, and for how long?  And what wonderful sights might I miss, just a little way off of that blue line?  Or should I keep on moving, enjoy the one visit, but get to my destination first and figure out where else I might like to go from there?  

I do realize how lucky I am that these are the things causing me stress in my old age.  Not really problems, just my overactive brain.  So today I saw some mention of up-tics in the number of COVID-19 cases and I decided that the smart thing to do would be to check the quarantine rules for the states I’d be traveling through.  A heads-up for myself seemed like a good idea.  Paper and pen at the ready I started up the computer and asked for the route for probably the 10th time, and this time it gave me an entirely different route.  And one route only.  No options.  Almost from the minute I leave home it had me on different roads.  And this route has me bypassing the entire state where my SIL lives.  Does it know something?  Did it get tired of showing me the same old options, thought it would liven things up?  

This sort of thing makes me nuts.  There is a comfort in thinking that there is only one way to do things.  One route to follow.  If you stay on the path, follow the rules, then nothing bad can happen.  It’s probably pathetic that I still think that way after all these years, but I do.  It’s gotten me this far…