fun fact - around this time last year I went to Iceland and on the plane there I was listening to “oh what a world” and could see the northern lights from the airplane window and I cried.
every time I go to the airport I am swindled. either I arrive thinking I’ll be late and then I sit for an hour to board or I arrive thinking I’m early and everyone is already on the flight.
yeah you might be from Oregon but does your mom text you photos of a fledgling hawk in the forest she’s been watching to make sure it’s surviving the heatwave?