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Decorating the Christmas tree is not just putting decorations on the branches. The beads are not just beads. Well, some are. But the important ones are the blue glass beads that were my mother’s and her mother’s before that—real glass … Continue reading

  Some days are a surprise and today was one of those. A couple of days ago I saw a notice posted on Facebook by a friend (to whom I was introduced by my daughter almost 6 years ago when … Continue reading

Last weekend my daughter and grandson and I took a short hike on Mt. Tabor in Southeast Portland. The 190-acre park is an extinct volcanic cinder cone that rises about 400 feet above the surrounding area for an elevation of … Continue reading

       A few months ago this tour was scheduled but then cancelled due to smoke conditions so today I was eager to go even though it was raining. We were a small group, seven plus three representatives of The … Continue reading

To live in a rustic log cabin four miles from the nearest neighbor at the end of a road we had to maintain ourselves. It is one of the loveliest spots in the county outside of the Wilderness. We spent … Continue reading

After our long day with Ride the Rim volunteering, we had a quick dinner—salad, soup and some good bread. Included in the soup were some green beans from our garden. We went to bed shortly afterwards, really tired. Sunday, after … Continue reading

  Saturday morning we got up at 5 a.m., tossed cold pizza and apples in our small ice chest for lunch, and brought something to drink. We gulped breakfast, skipped coffee, put hot water in a thermos for hot tea … Continue reading

I took my leftover pizza, an apple, and a bottle of iced tea and sat by Munson Creek, a little stream that runs through the Park Headquarters area at Crater Lake National Park. As I sat looking at the sand … Continue reading

On my last day in the redwoods I joined a hike. We carpooled down the dusty road to the Stout Grove. It seems almost criminal to drive across those ancient roots. I knew the 12 of us we were going … Continue reading

          Dipping one blade of the single paddle down into the transparent water of the Smith River, I pull, while pushing the other blade forward overhead, turning my body with the thrust as water runs down the paddle … Continue reading