Went to a regional park across airport way, tucked between university ave and the river. Nice treed campsites there. Emptied out the truck, shook off the dust, reorganized, fetched the dog, and reworked a painting of the road north from eagle plains. I liked the result. my affection for my new painting box continues to grow. I'm painting what is in front of me each day. I guess that is one lesson from Charley Russell. Now if I could only tell a tale.
Had breakfast today. Same place as lunch yesterday. Also revisited the Safeway grocery. Went to the Denny's next door - billed as the northernmost in existence. I wish they had kept going.
Thanks to Janice, Kain, john, Julie, Vivian and my Allstate agent for your birthday wishes. I have survived the event. Hope I didn't forget anyone.
Here is the view from the hill at University of Alaska, Fairbanks. That is the airport in the foreground. In the background, improbably large, is a glimpse of Denali. The art museum is located on this hill. I enjoyed most the 'alaska regionalists/impressionist realists' on display. What wonderful, colorful, historical, lyrical paintings.
Here is Chewy; happy to have a stick to fetch. I'm glad he did not decide to fetch the whale bones lying about nearby. There were also mining relics on display in the open.
There was live entertainment on the river walk downtown, sans the crowds. I get the feeling that the entire town celebrates life in June, but that by mid July they are starting to make the relations they will need to survive the coming winter.
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