
As freshmen at Middlebury College in the Fall of 1954, we all went on the “Freshmen Hike” up Mt. Moosalamoo. And we all enjoyed a picnic at the summit.
As freshmen at Middlebury College in the Fall of 1954, we all went on the “Freshmen Hike” up Mt. Moosalamoo. And we all enjoyed a picnic at the summit.
A good post for St. Patrick’s Day. Save it for next year!
Cats and Trails and Garden Tales
Happy St. Patrick’s Day from the stony walkers at Coulon Park!
~ Susanne
Photos of the Oregon Coast.
Cats and Trails and Garden Tales
I don’t take many pictures in black and white but my favorites are from the Oregon Coast. A few years ago we took a trip down the coast in January, and stopped at Ecola State Park just north of Cannon Beach. The weather was windy and rainy but I’d never seen this view before and was determined to get some pictures anyway. I didn’t shoot them in black and white, these were the stormy conditions at the time!
We made a similar trip in June and it was just as stormy at Cannon Beach though this dog didn’t seem to mind.
Nor did my husband.
Down the road we stopped at the Yaquina Head Lighthouse – slide to see the original – prettier in color I think.
Finally I’ll close with a seagull who seemed happy to pose for me in black and white.
We’re already planning our next trip…
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Driving in Texas!
After I left the power plant and went to work for Dell on August 20, 2001, I wrote letters back to my friends at the plant letting them know how things were going. This is the twenty eighth letter I wrote.
04/11/02 – Evolution in Texas
My Sooner Friends,
Do you remember a long time ago, how there was this discussion about whether they should be teaching evolution in the schools? You know. There was an argument about whether God created the world in seven 24 hours days, or he made our world in some long drawn out process that took Billions of years to get to this point — since God created Time, and is not bound by it. – Anyway. I have found “Evolution in Texas”!!
This is not the same kind of evolution, but it may be something that happened in England many years ago. – I’m…
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Can we make a story out of the clues on this postcard?
Enjoy the rain.
Cats and Trails and Garden Tales
I pretty much have to. I’m from Seattle where rain – or the threat of rain – happens often, especially November through March. And while we only get an average of 38 inches a year – far less than many other U.S. cities – it’s distributed over 152 days. That’s a lot of rainy day walks.
And so I get out with my husband and walking companion on this journey of life, carrying umbrellas, despite the myth that locals don’t use them. We do. When we remember.
We did remember at Federation Forest where all was lush and green and fragrant from the rain.
And at Point Defiance where we found raindrops on roses last fall.
And last week in Olympia, where the rain arrived just as forecasted, making everything wet and dreary and mousy brown.
But even then I found beauty in the raindrops on Capitol Lake,
and…
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One of the categories of postcards that I collect is “Dogs”. This is certainly a handsome St. Bernard!
This is an interesting topic. It was an assignment in my creative writing class in Dublin 25 years ago.
What is your first memory? I mean your very first memory, the very first thing you can recall from your past.
Our minds are capable to remembering things from a long, long time ago. However, everyone’s memory seems to have different limitations on how far back they go. Some can remember things from their infancy and others only recall their lives beginning at various ages in childhood, often in grade school. Still others seem to block everything out before a certain point. Where do you fit in?
Personally, I can recall quite vividly stomping on cockroaches in Des Moines, Iowa when I was very, very young. How young? According to my mother, I was six months old and just learning how to walk. I recall the basement of the house where we lived. It had a grated drain in the middle of the room where an old washing machine was located…
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Robert Graves, the English author and poet, wrote a classic account of his experiences in the First World War, Goodbye to All That. Graves’ son David fought in the 2nd World War. David died somewhere flying the Hump Route.
In April 1942, the Allied Forces initiated an airborne supply line that crossed the Eastern Himalaya Mountain Range. This airlift supplied the Chinese War effort against Japan from India and Burma to the Kunming area and beyond. The C-46 Curtiss Commando and the DC-3/ C-47 Douglas Skytrain in the China- Burma- India Theater of War (CBI), also dubbed as the Hump operations. Other Cargo aircraft types that were also activated in this operation: the Douglas C-54 Skymaster, the Consolidated B-24 Liberator converted as a fuel transport C-109 and its Cargo version C-87 Liberator Express.
Loading in a grasshopper, (Piper L-4, observation or ambulance aircraft)
The Allied Forces supplied the war effort of Chinese Nationalists first by road, later by air. They flew day-and-night missions from airfields in eastern India over the Himalayan Plateau known as the “Hump.” The 500‑mile air route to…
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Something is wrong with my jigsaw puzzle. I thought I was nearing completion of this “delightful” 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle that I have been working on for about a month. It’s unusual for me to take so long to do a 1000 piece puzzle. But difficult as it has been, it has been compelling and I didn’t yield to the temptation of giving up along the way. But this is annoying to be so near the end and to find that there is a mistake or maybe more than one to foil me..
While hunting for a photo of my 90% finished puzzle I found the image below. Now that would make a great jigsaw puzzle
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