thoughts, tales and travels
Symphony concert at the lovely Hult Center, camelias in bloom, a trip to Portland with a stop at Powels City of Books and a Performance of Hairspray, Christmas gift from son Ben. Easter brought precious grands Maizy and Joe, not too old yet for one more Easter egg hunt. Tony...
I’ve been looking through my photos from this wonderful year of travel and good times with family and gratitude that the dark days of Covid are over. I’ll be sharing more during the week to come. This first one is from our Scotland trip in June, at Glascow University. Centuries-old...
My plan to listen to Sibelius on the long flight from Seattle to Amsterdam was foiled because the plane did not have free WIFI, so I couldn’t use my wireless earphones. I could plug into the plane’s entertainment offerings, so I listened to sleep and classical mixes and Billie Eilish....
The Portland Airport experience this morning was about as calm, uncrowded, and smooth as I’ve ever seen. The new version of the Portland Airport carpet just isn’t quite the same, though. I was a fan of the turquoise. I even have a pair of Portland Airport carpet patterned socks, but...
Wednesday, July 26, 2023. Portland, Oregon. Today I packed forty-three pounds of clothes and etceteras (one pound under the limit) for a trip I didn’t plan for. I am a somewhat reluctant traveler. We signed up for this trip to the Nordic countries because a gap in our summer schedule...
Tired from the flight, just in time for dinner with the group. Turned in early. Toured Glascow in the morning with a bubbly, red-haired guide, a Glascow University grad.
A two-day visit from Bill’s cousin Debbie was a good excuse to take two of our favorite day trips. On Sunday, we drove to Sisters via the Old McKenzie Highway. On Monday, we drove along the Oregon Coast from Depoe Bay to Newport to Florence. Great visit. Wishing everyone a...
Today I actually went through the doors of a library for the first time since March. Our little Sheldon branch of the Eugene Public Library is now open. I’ve been picking up and dropping off books curbside for a few weeks, but today I picked my own books off the...
My days are woven of past and present, real and imaginary. Today I continue to invent the story of a young couple trying to avoid the trading and smuggling schemes of the English and Dutch settlers living between the Chesapeake Bay and the Delaware River, which they called the South...
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