May 11
2007
The Intepid Traveler
“There she is…Miss America…”
You had to have a sense of humor in our family when I was a kid. When I was growing up, the “Miss America” theme song is one I heard whenever I happened come down the stairs later than anyone else, particularly if it happened to be after 12 noon. Funny. Verrrrrryyyy funnyyyy…
So, you asked for it, you got it. This is me getting ready to launch into the world of “birding” at the Desert Botanical Garden in Phoenix.
Ain’t she sweet? (And isn’t it just a little bit scary that I know how to spell “ain’t?”)
