Night # 84 in “Oda”, my T@B camper
Thursday at Hogan and Luce Lakes in Wyoming. I come for the bird song, the wildflowers and the expansive views. Steve for the fishing. We both relish strolling lakeside after the sun sets behind the Absarokas, the primroses glowing like moonlight, a pair of osprey fishing from the tree in front of us, waiting for the stars to come out, so many stars to see, without any visible human caused light.
A place to decant my brain, to capture inspiration and share fresh insights. [Posts from 2015 onward]