travelling
by plane
and by car
across the prairies
into the high plains
and mountains
to spend some time with Dr. Hausfrau and family
in their native habitat.
We went exploring
the very old stuff
the more recent old stuff
and the just plain beautiful stuff.
Mountains and water and rocks and sky.
Endlessly changing, something new in every direction we looked.
Pictures are wonderful reminders
of some great excursions.
Everywhere we went, the environment was different and new.
We filled our eyes with views of broad vistas
and the closer views of plants new-to-us.
It seems as if I was constantly taking pictures
and there was constantly something worth another picture.
No wonder my father and grandfather talked about their trip out here
for 70 years or so afterwards.
It's hard to pick a favorite scene - is it water?
Or rock?
Maybe a kid?
Maybe a moose?
Maybe the lingering light from sunset as we waited for the stars to come out?
Oh, my favorite scenes may be the ones
I didn't get pictures of...
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