Just Passing Through

Every spring and fall here in Fairbanks, we are greeted by the familiar sound of the geese flying into town, in their traditional V formations. Fairbanks is home to Creamer's Field, which was once a long time working dairy farm, and is now a migratory waterfowl refuge. Every spring and fall on their long journey, the birds make a stopover here to rest their weary wings.

Wednesday was a blue sky, warm breeze sort of day. Just warm enough for a little pair of shorts, on a little pair of legs. We loaded up in the car and drove over, in search of some "dees" as Wyatt calls them. I rolled down his window as we pulled in, and I could hear the excitement building in his voice as his eyes caught the sight of the hundreds of birds on the field.

His little legs ran so fast, I was certain he would take off at any moment, if it hadn't have been for the small wooden fence, he would have been right there on the field, basking in the sun with them. We watched for a few minutes before walking around to get a better view of a pair of swans that we spotted. They honked at Wyatt, and Wyatt honked back, such a simple language, and to Wyatt, I'm sure the language was loud and clear.

The refuge also has great walking trails, that in the summer are surrounded by tall green grass, then weave gently back into the shaded woods, and through the wetlands. My good friend Will met us there and all three of us ran through the trails and the grass after each other for about an hour before our legs needed a break.

We worked our way slowly back towards the car, Will and I chatting while Wyatt walked ahead, looking back every few steps to make sure we were still there. Will lifted Wyatt up to the fence so he could give a proper goodbye to the geese, which consisted of wild hand waving, followed by blowing handfuls of kisses out in their direction.

We pulled out of the parking lot, Wyatt's head craning to see behind him as the birds faded out of sight, and drove home, just in time to greet Daddy as he arrived home from work, and to show him Wyatt's first (of many I'm sure) skinned knees, which by the way, didn't phase him at all.

And tonight, Justin is working one of his few night shifts of the month, so Wyatt and I are left to fend for ourselves. We both felt a little beat from getting up early this morning. So a long warm bath was in order...followed by playing with stickers =)

After Bath Yawns

Wonderful days, with my wonderful family, and hopefully a good nights sleep to follow.