But since I’m back…There’s no lie. I think I like birds. Spent a weekend in Boulder Creek and Santa Cruz with my family. Saw the stars for the first time since the middle of May! And boy do I miss the smell of the almighty redwoods. I left to take a walk to sit at the gazebo with my cup full of tea to escape all the loud talking and clamor one morning, and I obviously got distracted by birds. Followed what I later identified as a pair of morning doves, found a family of California quails, spied a little brown creeper, found the jackpot of jays, and had a chestnut-backed chickadee looking for me. I’m still getting used to my Californian birds, which is way more than the Alaskan ones. 
Long story short, here are some California quails for you.

But since I’m back…
There’s no lie. I think I like birds. Spent a weekend in Boulder Creek and Santa Cruz with my family. Saw the stars for the first time since the middle of May! And boy do I miss the smell of the almighty redwoods. I left to take a walk to sit at the gazebo with my cup full of tea to escape all the loud talking and clamor one morning, and I obviously got distracted by birds. Followed what I later identified as a pair of morning doves, found a family of California quails, spied a little brown creeper, found the jackpot of jays, and had a chestnut-backed chickadee looking for me. I’m still getting used to my Californian birds, which is way more than the Alaskan ones. 

Long story short, here are some California quails for you.

Alaska

So my Alaskan adventure is over. It’s strange to not be there and be back in reality, so I say. I miss the sound of nature, the stillness and the quietness, the fresh air, and the appreciation of just the simplest things. Never would I have thought that I would be in Alaska. It never crossed my mind till someone called me up to apply for the position while I was just sitting by myself in the library. Funny how a lack of motivation and laziness let me to my incredible summer. I’m grateful to have been an interpretive intern for the summer with U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service in the middle of nowhere Coldfoot, AK. Memories and experiences that I will forever keep dear to my heart - which I honestly have left in Alaska. 

Wilderness itself is the basis of all our civilization. I wonder if we have enough reverence for life to concede to wilderness the right to live on?

— Margaret (Mardy) Murie

how I spent my last night in Alaska (the second time I’ve seen the moon all summer)

how I spent my last night in Alaska
(the second time I’ve seen the moon all summer)

my twelfth owl of the year

my twelfth owl of the year

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