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At the end of a good day, I'm tired but pleased. My husband and I spent several hours with friends from my college days with whom we'd lived in the same cities for years after. Then we moved away, and we hadn't seen them in years. They came down this way for birding, shared their binoculars, and taught us a lot. I'm exhausted from lots of driving and lots of standing, but buoyed by good conversation with wonderful people and happy that my husband enjoyed the day very much.