We are back home, fill of memories…Yellow Stone was amazing. Saw a mom and her cub grizzly bears, buffalo, elk…the best was the grizzlies, we never thought we would see them. And the view every day was so beautiful…so beautiful. Very hard to go home to a dry, brown dead country. We still have had no rain, every night, clouds build, but slit and go around, or fall apart. It sad here, I like where I was and I came up with a story, start, middle, end, and could see every bit of it, because it took place there…now it’s dry. Like here at home…