Greetings from Lower Slower Delaware, or LSD for short. Since my laptop is too old to successfully ready the files from my new camera, there will be a dearth of pictures and details until we get back.
Last Saturday we dropped Molly off at the Detroit airport for her second trip to the Galapagos Islands. Yes, her second trip, both funded by Lise and me. Once for a high school Spanish Club trip, and now a study abroad for MSU. I got to go to Hershey Park in high school. But I’m not bitter. Nooooo.
So after we dropped Molly off for yet another life changing experience, we kept driving to Delaware. Not quite as exotic, but you got to make do with what you have. The ocean, good birding, and great eating. The trifecta.
Lise’s keeping score for the trip so I’m not sure of exact species numbers. I think we have picked up over 40 new species for the year. Some we could get in Michigan, but we’re not going to get a black skimmer, brown-headed nuthatch, or red knot in Michigan. Or get to see dolphins. Last night we went out and heard three of the goatsuckers; whip-poor-will, Chuck’s-will-widow, and common nighthawk, all within ten minutes of each other. While hearing the ocean in the background the whole time. Not the same as snorkeling with penguins in the Galapagos like someone I know, but I can live with it. And they serve scrapple here too. Life is good.
People approach vacations differently. There’s the “Leave me alone. I’m kicking back and relaxing” approach and there’s the “I want to do it all, I’ll sleep when I’m dead” approach. Can you guess which is which from these pictures?
Checking the ol’ eyelids for light leaks. Can’t count that Baltimore Oriole.
Taking black-necked stilt pictures. (picture by Anita)
Ed's and Lise's Biggish Years 