thoughts, tales and travels
Sharing the words of the brilliantly creative thinker and writer, Annie Dillard, who was released from this life September 15. From The Meaning of Life, Life Magazine publication, 1991: “We are here to witness the creation and abet it. We are here to notice each thing so each thing gets...
From the turn off the highway at the red and gold liquor store sign, it’s three miles, winding along a curved macadam road through square, flat fields, to Bowers Beach. You pass a few large farmhouses framed by trees and clusters of aging mobile homes, their battered metal glinting...
End of summer; rain coming. Pulled weeds and dead-headed flowers in my back patio garden which I’ve left to its own inclination for weeks. Waiting for the weather to do its work.
Cooler weather this morning for our walk through the park. Fresh green shoots from the recent rain were pushing up everywhere through the bleached, dead grasses. The remaining cornflowers were a brighter shade of blue. More rain is predicted for this weekend, and it’s more than welcome.
Today I was in the University of Oregon library. UO starts late, so the students aren’t here yet. All the best seats were available, including my favorites with views of Pioneer Cemetery.
Last year was my first season with Thrill the World Eugene. We dance to Michael Jackson’s Thriller in costume to raise money for Sheltercare, a Eugene organization that provides help for the unhoused in our community. At a designated time near the end of October, our group dances simultaneously with...
At the Prefontaine pro track meet at Eugene’s Hayward Field with Bill’s visiting children and grandson.
Our mid-May trip to the east coast was a celebration of new life chapters. Grandson Aaron graduated from high school, and Bill’s sister Ann recently moved into a senior living community in Virginia. We enjoyed seeing Ann’s new digs and meeting the friendly neighbors. Ann joined their community “Olympics” parade,...
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