These Wyoming summers of ours are so packed that sometimes it feels like when counting weeks forward, summer might as well be over already based on the lack of down days. But we've done a whole lot of summery things, and I don't want to forget that perspective in hindsight...
Eating ice cream in Laramie, Centennial, at gym, from the Cusinart that may not be as traditional as a hand-cranked set-up, but amazing all the same; pizza, picnics, Jeffrey's Bistro, Sam's Club produce by the bushel-full
Celebrating old friends passing through, antelope baby sightings, an elusive hour of down time, 22 years of marriage, Air Force leaders coming and going, multiple centuries of rodeo-military partnership, good mail, America, murals, completing giant work projects, Albin, WY, the birth of Wyatt Lucas, all the remaining days with Ellie
Watching Wonder Woman, an occasional Disney show, saved episodes of Alone, Sara the Cat, the weather forecast, children grow up, Frontier Park come to life, the Air Force Academy Band
Playing trombone, trumpet, piano; Groundies, Jackpot, at Brimmer Park, catch in the back
Borrowing a horse, a truck, four 1890s period costumes, future sleep reserves, many library books, a book about the Lincoln Highway and The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian from Abby
Driving to and from gymnastics five days a week, to East HS four days a week, to Frontier Park, to endless summer errands, to Albin, to Greeley, to Denver, to Fort Collins
Missing a hundred items from this list, but at least it's a start