I go to Manchester every now and then, so it should be possible. I was a manager for IBM in Jefferson City from 1981 - 1983 and spent some time in Springfield. What a great town. And there was a restaurant outside of the city - Joe remembers the name - that had the best frog legs I have ever had; I think it is out of business now. Speaking of out of business landmarks, Jefferson City had Nick's Homestead: the best fried chicken in the world. Veit's in JC had really good boiled (bolled) shrimp and good martinis, as I recall. We lived halfway to Columbia on a lake. Joe walked across the lake in winter to meet his friend Chris who was kitty corner from us on the lake. I always wondered if Joe was going to hit a soft spot; I guess he didn't. Chris died a while back in a mysterious fire. We caught a lot of bluegills in that lake; and skied a lot of water. Missouri is a favorite stop that I have had in my wanderings. Too bad it's so bought in to hate driven politics.
We live mostly these days on Lopez Island, a member of the American San Juan's; we are closer to Canada than we are to the United States, which is strangely comforting.
The Goldfinches have returned, en masse, so I guess the world is more OK than it would appear to be.
I realize that the other bird in the first image is a pine siskin.
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