One thousand, one hundred and three. The number of days that you and I have been together. Over that amount of time you have become my best friend and I cannot think of anyone sweeter to spend it with. Janessa I love you with all my heart, and the bond I have with you is like no other and for that I’m grateful. The past three years with you have been the best three of my life and are more than I could have ever asked for, so to end this I want to say. I love you bubba and thank you for being you.
I am incredibly excited to be moving up to Washington later this week! While I’m excited, I’m also sad that I won’t be a short drive away from this beautiful place. Yosemite was one of the first national parks I’ve been to and it will forever feel like a second home. ⛰⛰
This coyote was intently scanning for food in the deep grasses of the valley floor in Yosemite. Quite adept at hunting, I witnessed it catch multiple voles in a short period of time. The perfect rodent population controller. I find their intense eyes fascinating, as they do not have a hard edge to the pupil but instead had a soft transition or fade.
All day long, the park had been covered in a light fog as we peered out of the windows of the bus, gawking at mountain goats and fuzzy-as-can-be baby grizzlies. It was a rare sight, they said, as the the clouds rolled away from this gargantuan Alaskan beauty and sun shone brightly. As if to say, "I'm always here, standing strong, even if you don't see me."⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
I’ve loved mountains for as long as I could remember. One of my first favorite art projects was of a mountain, composed of hundreds of tiny dots. I liked the idea of depicting something so huge with something so tiny.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Having only checked off 3 or 4 of our nation's National Parks, one of my goals this year is to check off another 10! ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
With this being the TWENTY-EIGHTH day of our government's partial shut-down, our #nationalparks are suffering and need our help! Check out my stories for ideas on how you can help!