Yellowstone is incredible. I’ve seen bison, elk (one buck with velvety new antlers laid down by the amphitheater last night waiting for the ranger talk on, what else? elk), a pine marten, pelicans, blue herons, and sandhill cranes dancing. There’s a wolf pack that runs in the valley just north of here, so I’m hoping to see them when I have some time, but I’m not in a rush to catch a glimpse of a grizzly. The guy who got eaten last year met his end on a trail behind my apartment. Gulp!
I’m so busy writing my talks that I haven’t gotten out much, except to and from the office and then to other spots where my newly acquired cell phone gets a signal. Waiting all these year to capitulate to those stupid things, I got frustrated almost immediately with this putative useful technology when I couldn’t make calls to tie up loose ends back in Virginia. Once you enter purgatory, it changes everything, I suppose.
Today I give my first talk, and just finished putting my ranger badges on my uniform. Wish me luck! I’ll write more later and try posting pictures.
Happy Memorial Day! love, Tamara
