Across the years.

My high school friend, Irene, was in Austin this week. She and a colleague and another friend were headed for San Antonio for a conference and made a side trip to Austin. We karaoke’d, texmex’d, BBQ’d, imbibed, touristed, selfied, and enjoyed catching up. Then I drove them all to San Antonio for the conference and stayed at their hotel on the Riverwalk. I even squeezed in some birding while their conference was in session.

Irene and I were besties in high school. Life happened. We ended up on opposite coasts and fell out of touch until rekindling our connection in the last 10 years, in which I have really enjoyed our rendezvous. The years melt away and what is left is pure friendship.

Singing and dancing…