Guess who’s flying in tonight? Nope, not another pelican, it’s my wife Caroline!

Yep, it’s worth raising your wings and celebrating.

Meanwhile, this is me just waiting around as the evening can’t arrive soon enough.

This sure beats Phoenix for things to photograph but I wonder if I’d get bored here after taking 100,000 images of the coast?

By now you might recognize their profile, more of those black skimmers coming in low.

Tranquility out in the bay.

Every direction I look, things are beautiful.

I’m guessing they got their fill out on those calm waters.

It’s been fifteen days since Uncle Woody broke his hip and today was his appointment with the surgeon who performed the repair. The doctor showed us the x-rays of my uncle’s new titanium rod permanently attached to the thighbone and screwed into the broken head also known as the ball, that is held in the hips socket joint. He told us the hip was healing slowly and that my uncle would continue to be restricted to 50% weight bearing to ensure the bone securely heals around the screw, since if that screw were to break through the ball my uncle would feel the sort of pain that would make the break seem minor. So it was now obvious that I would be staying on in Santa Barbara for an indeterminate amount of time before my uncle would regain his mobility and once again live at home independently. Hopefully, I’m just being pessimistic. Time to drive down to Burbank to pick up Caroline.