Swinging bridge swinging.
Daughter Zipping Through the Air

It rained all day Thursday, which was good, because there was a huge forest fire growing just south of Anchorage that needed to be extinguished. Of course, all I could think was,

Because I’m just selfish like that.

As I predicted, we woke to rain on Friday at 8 a.m.

However, by 9:30 it had stopped, and by 10:30, when our tour began, it was gorgeous. There were some clouds; just enough to blot out Denali, which was a little bit of a bummer, but it was beautiful out. Not too hot, not too damp…

I felt like Goldilocks in the baby bear’s bed. :)

We finished at around 1 p.m.

It started pouring at about 1:15, and it poured the whole two hour drive back to town.

Makes you wonder.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.