My heart is with Alfalfa {we named her for all the green grass in her coat} and I don't know how I managed to leave the petting zoo without her. Alfalfa is the calmest most affectionate goater I've ever met. She hardly uttered a baaaa, and after a long session of rubs and scratches, she pulled herself up onto the bench to rest on my lap. If it's too impractical to drive home with a goat, then I think it makes sense for Geoff to put a strap around her darling middle and take her as his so-lifelike carry-on bag, when he flies home.
Oregon State Parks are the best. Not just because of the ice truck... But goodness, what a brilliant thing an ice truck rolling through the campground is. We still have time here, but already I'm feeling sure we will be wishing for more. More dunes, more beaches, more forests, more starry nights and foggy mornings, more time with our Oregon family.
And today? We are on a pizza and cake quest, there are games to play... Someone is sixteen years old, and we are eager to celebrate with Maximum fun!
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Happy birthday, Max! I love all the photos, and the one with everyone looking at the camera except Bambi, who is looking at Alex, is especially sweet. Sounds like such a lovely road trip. And a goat on your lap – bonus!!
I know exactly what you mean about encountering postcard views and wishing I could capture them! If I don't have my phone or camera with me, or if I am with a group of impatient people, or if I am busy driving, it isn't possible. But I know what you mean. I've never been to Oregon… would like to go some day.
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