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It’s that time of year again. We get to go to Homecoming at the University of Wyoming and to visit Amanda, Evan, Moose, Molly, Penny and the latest foster basset Phoebe. The first day, while it is exciting to be on the road again, is always the hardest, longest and least fun.

Except for the traffic we ran into in Chattanooga, this was probably the easiest we’ve ever had. No traffic problems in Nashville, St. Louis or Kansas City. There were no photo ops along the way but I did get the usual “shoot the Arch while driving 65 mph”.

Tommy and I decided months ago that we wanted to go see Chipper Jones’ last regular season home game. We bought our tickets and even back in May we were unable to get good tickets next to each other. I was able to find tickets one in front of the other about 30 rows straight back from first base. The seats were good, the weather was pleasant and the Braves won. Yay!

It just won’t feel right without Chipper there.

I walked around the yard today looking for flowers to take pictures of. Unfortunately there aren’t many blooms out there.

Guess I’ll have to go look for something else to shoot.

Most everything in the yard right now is looking tired. The beautiful flowers we had during the Spring and Summer are nearly gone. About the only things still in bloom are the dahlias. I did see this butterfly when I walked out to the patio this afternoon. So we do still have some color around!

Looking for his best buddy Tommy:

Waiting again, this time a little more patiently.

Last weekend Tommy, Bubba and I drove up to the sunflower fields that are about 20-25 minutes from our house. It’s great to see these fields when they’re in bloom. There were some sunflowers that were wide open, but it looked as if a lot of them would be opening this past week. I wonder if I could convince the boys to go for another drive tomorrow??

How enjoyable it was being able to sit on the deck in my pj’s and watch the fireworks display put on by our little town. It is a small community, not even a stop light here, so it’s a wonder they can do this. They do a pretty good job!

Happy Birthday America.

but come on, 105 degrees? Yuck! The older I get, the more I hate the heat. :(