We drove into Utah.
We were looking for Dinosaur Monument.
We saw a Bullock's Oriole at a Humming bird feeder
at the Welcome Center.
His mate was waiting for her turn.
It was here I first learned of the petroglyphs that were
on the rocks in the Monument.
The quarry was closed to the public.
We saw a Spotted Towhee.
He sang for us.
A new to us bird.
I was disappointed I couldn't get into the quarry.
Yet when I saw the rock art I was thrilled.
The art spoke to my soul.
The Clovis Tradition are my favorite Paleo-peoples.
But the Fremont peoples were amazing humans too.
We had a wonderful trip this year.
We had a long detour on our drive home.
The Missouri river was flooding.
Our highway home was closed.
We came through Iowa.
I am happy to be home.
Happy to be dreaming of the
First Americans and Mammoths.
