the action of anticipating something; expectation or prediction.“her eyes sparkled with anticipation“
MUSICthe introduction in a composition of part of a chord that is about to follow in full.
Today is the day of waiting. You planned, you worked. It’s almost here. but it isn’t here yet.
Anti ci pation!!
The waiting for it. The working for it. The realization it’s going to happen soon!
I truly find my self excited today. I am ready for my race tomorrow. I feel good. I feel rested. For once, I’m not injured and getting ready to suck up the pain.
I’ll be in the second heat tomorrow. Here is a fun link on the course map etc.
A big thanks to everyone!! Can’t wait to share pictures tomorrow.
Some time you need to yell stop so you can jump out of the car to capture a shot. As we were leaving the cemetery and chatting about the civil war battle that occurred on the south side, I saw these toad stools on the grass. The were HUGE!!!
To get this shot, I used the wide angle lens at 10 and laid down on the grass to get the perspective.
All that was missing were the fairies zipping around scolding the ghosts for partying too late into the night.
This cemetery is a who’s who of Kansas City. My main goal was to find Satchel Paige’s grave. H Roe Bartle is buried there. There are the Ward’s, the Warnell’s, the Newcomer family, The Waldo’s, etc.
Whole family sections going back 100+ years.
Our last stop was to visit my Kansas City favorite, Buck O’Neill.
look closely and you can see Rob in the reflection
Today’s travel-back photo is the Teton Sunset. Our first night in the Teton’s after a 2 (long) day journey with kids. Thank goodness for minivan’s and a play station. If I remember correctly, we also started our state license plate game. We got every state but 1!!
The sunset’s at the lake were miraculous. Like god painted from memory, knowing that he/she will just etch-a-sketch it overnight and try again tomorrow.
I am happy to say that I am finally becoming more mobile. My knee still aches constantly, but at least I can hobble around more efficiently. Yesterday’s outing was happily a slow walk thru target. Today, the dogs and I resumed some small normalcy and picked up dog poop after work and tossed those damn walnuts back over the fence.
I am so grateful for my youngest son that has been driving me around and my husband that never fails to come hither when ever needed. I am truly blessed.
When you are driving in the middle of no where, I can only imagine what our ancestors thought as they came across such beautiful countryside. Each mile is full of new wonderment.
The photo below was taken somewhere along I80 just North of Laramie, WY up onto Highway 287 on the way to the Teton’s National forest. The foot hills turn into the upper plains. The Upper plains turn into ridges and then into peaks. Slowly you can see that humans are just little ants on the hill. All the real power for change comes from within our wonderful little marble.
So no matter which gods and miraculous beings you believe in, you have to know that these gorgeous landscapes were created by one awesome force.
Lone Star is our “family” geyser. We have seen it erupt each time our family has visited Yellowstone. Considering that it only erupts every 3-4 hours, back in the 70’s this was a feat to see the geyser.
Modern day viewing makes eruption predictions a little easier. You can call the ranger station and get yesterday’s eruption log and extrapolate when you think it will go.
In 2010, we were staying in West Yellowstone. So that is nearly a 30 minute drive (barring moose jams) and that is pushing it. When we arrived at the trailhead, we had to avoid a bull bison that thought it was his space. The trail was about 2 miles in. The last couple hundred yards we all ran because you could hear the geyser erupting.
A wonderful afternoon was spent, playing in the creek and lunching until we got to view a 2nd eruption before heading the long hike home.
Every year at Bartle, the Scoutmasters are expected to participate in the belly flop contest. The kids love it!! The Scoutmaster graciously submits to torture. All in the name of fun!!
Great Job Rob!! You make the troop proud!!