This dramatic shot of Yosemite Falls was taken last month as the early morning fog began to burn off the valley floor. Yosemite Falls, one of the world’s tallest waterfalls, is actually made up of three separate falls: Upper Yosemite Fall, the middle cascades and Lower Yosemite Fall. The best time to see Yosemite Falls is November through July with peak flow typically in May. Photo by Kari Cobb. Posted on Tumblr by the US Department of the Interior, 5/21/15.
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The award winning Sierra Vista Junior High Choir in concert! Their Spring Concert took place at Golden Valley High School on 5/28/15. MrsMowry, conducting.
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Two young bull moose test each other at Isle Royale National Park in Michigan. This photo was taken in Tobin Harbor as the moose locked horns. Photo by Carl TerHaar. Posted on Tumblr by the US Department of the Interior, 5/15/15.
At Gates of the Arctic National Park and Preserve in Alaska, wild rivers meander through glacier-carved valleys, caribou migrate along age-old trails and endless summer light fades into aurora-lit night skies of winter. Pictured here is a beautiful mountain vista near Anaktuvuk Pass in the Brooks Range. Photo by Carl Johnson. Posted on Tumblr by the US Department of the Interior, 5/14/15.
Women aircraft workers. Two Pearl Harbor widows work to defeat the Axis at a West Coast aircraft plant. Mrs. Fern Evans, left and Mrs. Evelyn J. W. Casola work as a team on the riveting of radio support assemblies for bomber planes. Neither had previous mechanical experience prior to this job, but both are now successfully handling complicated mechanical jobs. From the Office of War Information archive, May 1942.
I’ve shouted from the rooftops about the quality of Velda’s cooking. She is a fabulous cook.
Here is the love of my life celebrating Turkey Day in her own unique style.
But.
There’s a dark side.
Here’s a dialogue over our holiday weekend lunch, faithfully recorded for posterity. And you.
He said: The soup is, uh….
She said: I wish I could taste anything. I’m tired of this gunge. I haven’t been able to taste anything for 4 weeks.
He: Is this the last of this soup?
She: What do you mean? It was frozen.
He: It doesn’t have much texture. It’s like it was reheated.
She: No, it was frozen.
He: Oh. I’m happy for the onions that give it some crunch.
She: It has no meat in it. Do you have any ham?
He: I think so. But the pieces are really, really small.
She: I have no ham.
He: There’s a little piece. And there’s a little one.
She: No ham. But … here’s some chicken skin. How did that get in here?
He: Some what?
She: Chicken skin. See?
He: What are we eating? This isn’t some dog food or something that you froze and forgot about, is it?
She: No, this is ham and beans. I probably started it with some chicken stock.
He: Is it OK to eat?
She: Sure.
He: How did you know what it was? Was it labeled?
She: Well….
He: What?
She: It was labeled “French Bread Crumbs.”
He: WHAT?
She: That’s what the bag said. But it’s ham and beans.
He: Are you sure it’s OK to eat?
She: Of course.
He: So, there was a package labeled “French Bread Crumbs,” but it had ham and bean soup in it, but that soup had chicken skin in it. Is it safe to eat?
She: Sure. Maybe I used chicken stock.
He: Really?
She: Maybe I should label things better.
He: Ya think?
The lunch was filling, and the conversation was lively. That’s all I’ll commit to at this point.
What’s more fun … the look back by the cub on top of Mom, to make sure the sibling knows what he’s done? Or the bedraggled look of Mom, shouldering one more burden of parenthood? Posted on Tumblr by the US Department of the Interior, 5/10/15.
