Yellystone

My reward to myself for spending six weeks without Jeff was to take a two week trip out West with my Mom and Dad. Wait, that doesn't make sense... it means no Jeff for two more weeks! Ah I know.. that part sucked. But I couldn't pass up the chance to hang out with everyone so I went anyway. Needless to say, we missed Jeff and he was jealous. We went all over the place... but this was one of my favorite places. The elk humored us and bugled a lovely bugle for us. I know it's bad, but I really, really wanted the fubbalo to charge this guy. The first day we'd slow down and stop for most of the animal jams, but then we decided that 18,000 photos of fubbalo was 18,000 enough and from now on it had to have claws.

Can you really have too many buffalo pictures though?

True that.

My Grandma has a picture of this waterfall from back in the 1930's... it still looks the same. That's why I like people in the pictures-for the most part the scenery is the same.

Look how small some of the animals are!

Ha-love this shot. That fubbalo kept moving ... and the car seemed to get smaller.

I mean, look at the size of his head! It's huuuge.. like an orange on a toothpick! It's got it's own orbit!

Mom wasn't going to mess with that guy... smart choice.