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Ingrid, at age 3, is interested in the drums. Her style reminds me of Jimmy Carl Black's.

Sunday, July 8, 2012

Thursday, June 21, 2012

A Trip to Timberline Lodge

One of the most appealing things about living in the Pacific Northwest, particularly in Portland, is the vast differences in climate and terrain within short distances of one another. Two days ago, my beloved husband and I awoke to a chilly rainfall. Our 2 year old granddaughter, Ingrid, came to play and as the morning wore on, the sun came out and began to dry up the rain. We took her home at about 1:00 and headed straight for Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood. Many of you will recognize it from the film, "The Shining" starring Jack Nicholson. Had we decided, instead, to turn in the opposite direction and drive an equidistant number of miles, we would have landed at a sunny Pacific beach.

The skies were dramatically beautiful on the drive up. I put our favorite Puccini opera on the sound system and we had a lively chat as John skillfully maneuvered the car around the winding roads. At one point we stopped to take photos and met two nice young men who were on the same journey as we, only via bicycle. I felt sorry for them in a way because it was cold and wet at that particular elevation, but they were elated, happy about the beautiful scenery and exhilarated by the challenge of the manual climb. As you can see in the photo, the clouds were clinging to the mountains in wispy tendrils.

We continued past Government Camp and turned left, into the entrance that went further up the mountain to the lodge itself. We picked up a young hitchhiker who looked half frozen. Turned out that he worked at Timberline and was spending his summer snowboarding on his days off. As we drove, it began to snow....hard! We quickly abandoned our plans to hike once we reached our destination and, instead, made a hasty retreat into the lodge. As neither of us had worn particularly warm jackets, we felt welcomed by the warm glow of the rustic fireplace that rested in the center of the main hall.

We walked around and explored the interior of the lodge, as we have done many times. We both love it there, and attribute our moving to Portland, in part, to a romantic vacation we took there many years ago before we were married. Inasmuch as we have seen the beautiful handcrafted WPA mosaics, carvings and tapestries many times, it seems as though each trip is the first time we've been there. We are forever discovering new things to oooo and ahhhh over.

We sat near the fireplace and told stories...old and new, until we got hungry. John lead the way upstairs and requested a nice table by the window. The snow was piled very high by that point.

We dined on delicious, fresh salads that had light lemon dressing, pears and hazelnuts. We also had a light cheese fondu that had white wine in it.

And then we decided to brave the snow and head back down the mountain to Portland. We happened upon about six small and charming waterfalls pouring out of the forest beside the road.

During our decline, we marveled at how the snow gave way to rain, which in turn gave way to sunshine....and by the time we made it back to Portland, it was another sunny day of perfection! Ahhhhhhhhhh!


Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Let the Summer Fun Begin...

Tomorrow, John will be home for the summer. we are both excited to be spending this time together and have some cool plans in the works. We will be spending a week in Carmel by the Sea, one in Santa Cruz and maybe one in a loft down the street from our former place of residence in the East Bay...we'll see. I'll be going to Mexico (and other foreign places)as well as Texas, later in the summer...and probably Oklahoma, too....and we have plans for here in Portland as well. We will be going to the coast for a couple of weekends and up to Seattle. John has a few days planned for the Shakespeare festival in Ashland as well, and we will be staying at the Running Y Ranch in Klamath Falls and staying at the lodge at Crater Lake as well, for at least one night. Crater Lake is one of our favorite places and quite romantic. Looking forward to the fun.

As he does every summer, he will be driving back to Portland rather than flying. Tomorrow, he is going to gather up some of our good art to bring with him. In particular is a wooden tower that was hand pained by Tim Gratkowski and Darwin Price, one of our favorite pieces, a mosaic hummingbird, by Kim Larson and a gorgeous Japanese print that we framed together when we lived in Portland the first time. I've been searching for places to hang them and think I have it worked out, but want to get John's feedback first.

It will be nice to have him home again. He is getting into the final stages of his play and I can't wait to finally read it from beginning to end.

Going to bed now. When I awaken, I will go to pick up my beautiful new Takamine guitar. Can hardly wait!!