I am heading back to my native state of Iowa today to give a talk to the Iowa Ornithologists Union. Also hoping to see some family and friends in The Tall Corn State.
Tonight I'll ramble around Pella, Iowa, the town I was born in way back in the early 1960s.
I love the big sky you get out here on The Great Plains. There's nothing like 180 degrees of sky above to give you a new perspective on your own insignificance.
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Hope the wooden shoes don't give you splinters!
Dean Tisser
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