My Week In Pictures

Okay, so it is actually eight days if we are being exact, but this week has included some odd goings-on, very surreal Hobie-specific things, and, well, things that just make more sense in pictures.

Saturday, June 17
In a reprise of where we spent last June 17, Katie, Tim, Amy, and I, along with Elliott, My Favorite Wife and her dreamy husband, and Brandon (Gorilla) and Jenine, went to the Pleasant Grove Strawberry Days Rodeo. This is a place where one is encouraged, nay, expected to eat strawberries and cream until nausea sets in. A beautiful thing. This night a year ago marks, in a way, the end of our innocence-- we had no idea what the next day would mean to all of us, so it was a little melancholy. But a good display of Wild Cow Milking will clear that away quickly...
Heather and Samy-- Together Forever
Heather, Amy, Katie, Tim

Sunday, June 18
This was not only Father's Day, but the one year anniversary of my Mother's death. In true Sydney and Riggs Family style, we "celebrated" by having a sunset picnic at my mom's grave. Now if you are not an appreciater of the Orem City Cemetery, you need to become one. It is a beautiful spot, and one of the great sunset watching places in the Valley. It had been a very popular spot all day, apparently, and there were treasures galore left there by students, friends, and family. It was a lovely evening.

June 18, 2006

Monday, June 19
I spent this day working in my yard at my cute little house. I pruned trees, and picked cherries. This is my backyard, the view from my kitchen window, my cherry tree, my sweet dog Max, my cute blue jeep, and my beautiful Mount Timpanogos.
Kitchen Window
View from the Cherry Tree
The Driveway

Thursday, June 22
I am not a morning person. This is due to my status as a semi-insomniac and lover of the night. This means that I don't really wake up earlier than absolutely necessary in order to get to work. I finally got smart and started taking something with me to eat for breakfast, since we sometimes hit a little moment of quiet. On Thursday, I indulged in one of my favorites: Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Maya, our blue and gold macaw, was helping me, and decided that she wanted some of my cereal. This led me to the conclusion that she is left-footed, since birds don't have hands. But she stuck her little black bird hand into my cereal bowl and stood there flaunting the fact that she was eating my cereal, one piece at a time in her stinky bird foot.

Look! Breakfast!
Scoping out the bowl
Maya, naughty bird, running away with cereal...
Look, my cereal is in her hand!
She is flaunting it now
Enjoying the cinnamon-y goodness

Friday, June 23
We get some strange animals that come into the vet for treatment. We also get some wild animals... I once went in on a sunday morning to do treatments and there was a yearling mule deer in a kennel... crazy. But on Friday, we had one of the more impressive patients come in-- a golden eagle. We have a client that does wildlife rescue and rehabilitation, and her latest charge was a young, and unfortunately very sick golden eagle. Take a look at those talons- longer than my fingers. Keep your fingers crossed for this beautiful boy-- he is really sick.
Golden Eagle