Police car finds a way through the traffic on New Seward bydriving up on the bike trail and then across Benson. Fortunately I'd chosen to take the BP bike path instead of the path on New Seward.
We had dinner with Frank Gold and his wife. We originally met Frank in Bangkok two years ago, where he spends part of the year. But he's a Fairbanks oldtimer.
Our cottonwoods are shedding their sticky, but sweetly fragrant leaf covers. I've been sweeping the deck every morning, but they still manage to slip into the kitchen by sticking to the bottom of my feet. At least it smells great.
A view of Mt. Spur and Fire Island from friends' house on the hillside where we had dinner last night. Redoubt wasn't visible and this picture was late in the evening after things had cleared up somewhat.
And our great weather has brought out lots of bikes,but there were more than bikes out.
We went to a birthday party Saturday that included a pinata.
Ripples abstract the the birch reflections at Goose Lake.
We had approximately the same weather here. Today I have my Geography final exam (érettségi) so I go back to study a bit.
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