I am a bad blogger….I just haven’t felt like it—mostly because of the way things have gone for the past month.  The trip to YNP this year was just, quite simply, flat.  For 5 days we were not able to put the top down on the car; by day 2 Tim had developed a mild case of pneumonia; by day 5 I had the worst sinus infection I’ve had in 15 years; we got here and we couldn’t move in to our rooms because they were laying new carpet  (as if they didn’t know when we were coming) and I couldn’t get out and do all things I wanted to do on my “week off” because I was in no shape to drive.  Doctors to give out good meds were hard to find….Things just were flat…..it was beautiful when we left home and I was finally feeling as if, 4 years after retiring, I was beginning to get things together–and we pull up and leave–and get here and nothing goes together.  If someone had had a magic wand at that point I think I would have gladly gone home.

Things finally picked up the night that TIm & I drove over to Lake and got to see our first bear (this lovely creature)…..and have gone uphill since then.

I feel like I’ve been living in a version of Allan Sherman’s  “hello muddah, hello faddah” ..and it’s finally stopped raining!~