Today we went to Captian Jim's birthday party at the Longhorn tavern.
They had tons of food and drink.
All I had was water and celery. Wasn't all that hungry.
After we left around 4 we stopped along the side of the road and I got a picture of the owl sitting on a post. Nothing exciting. My hands were freezing so I gave up and packed up my gear. As we were pulling away he had flown away. I was hoping to get a shot of him flying. Maybe next time.
When we got home the neighbor texted us to meet at a Mexican restaurant to have dinner together. (I ate a lot). It's nice getting together as during the Winter we don't see much of each other.
Bellingham, Washington, is where I've always called home. Raised amidst its beauty, I've found profound joy in capturing life's moments through my lens. My family,...