For years and years Blue Hole was our swimming hole on the Salmon. But at some point, because of changing water pattern or high water, the shade dwindled to almost nothing. We had to lean against some willows to catch a break from the sun.
I also felt like you went and had a nice swim in refreshingly cold water and then had to hike up the hot bank and crawl into a scorching hot car and that undid the whole point of going to the swimming hole. I can’t remember the last time I swam down there.
When I was in Orleans the Klamath was high and frothy (photos to come) and I asked Mom if she wanted to take a little drive and see what the Salmon looked like.
Too bad I don’t have any good Blue Hole non-spring photos handy. I think I have them non-digitally in a box somewhere.
During swim season it is slow-moving, bright-blue water.
I had a whole robot themed post planned. Originally there were 3 robots but I can’t remember the third one.
These are robots that deliver food at Oregon State. They are really cute. I loved how they waited to cross the street.
This is Jarvis the barista who make drinks at Muji in downtown Portland. I tried to make a video of it for my robot themed post but I pressed all the wrong buttons because I am an old and technology is hard. I did not get a successful video of him making me my drink.
Clearly, I am not ready for the robots. Or maybe I need them more than ever.
When Dad was in the hospital he kept asking for a drink.
We got the idea to bring him some mock gin and tonics. Even the nurses were in on it and if we couldn’t be there, we would leave the can and they would bring a cup of ice and make him his drink.
He eventually complained about the fake drink and asked for a real one.
We resisted for awhile but when he was feeling better we brought him real (weak!) gin and tonics — mostly tonic and a wedge of lime. Every afternoon I would show up at skilled nursing with a mini-cooler so I could give him his happy hour drink.
When we were sick and couldn’t get over there he called me once and asked if this was a dry county because no one would bring him a drink.
We knew all the reasons it wasn’t the best idea because he was taking medications and so forth. But also he’s 92, he wanted a drink, and it made him really happy.
This was the little container we re-used to make the drinks.
I am listening to it right now. Madison does a good job but here are a few funny mispronunciations like when Linda tells them to polish their resumes and she says Polish, like of the country Poland. I also hear some typos and awkward sentences.
But I think it came out great. I hope people who prefer to consume their romance via audiobooks will give it a try.
This was back in December on Christmas Eve when we had the ice storm.
I was worried about my apple and fig trees but everything did fine.
According to my dashboard I have over 3000 posts and in my dreams I would like to go through them and clean up some weird formatting that’s happened over the years. Maybe fix some titles and dead links. Maybe just delete stuff.
Not a priority. I’d like to clean out the garage, too. It’s so easy to get overwhelmed. haha.
I left the pumpkins on the deck until I had a chance to deal with them only November was chaotic and all the weekends filled up and then we had the Dad-tastrophe right after Thanksgiving and I forgot about them.
Then it froze.
They did not like that.
When I had a chance I chopped them up and threw them in the garden so the critters could have a snack.
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I have all kinds of photos from the end of last year and beginning of this year that I’m going to try to post over the next couple of weeks.
These are socks that my sister made for me. They are so pretty I can’t bear the idea of wearing them.
She told me to wear them.
But also as I have aged I realize that when you save things what are you saving them for? Like a pretty candle sitting there for 10 years and starts to look grey and droopy and I realize I should just light the candle and enjoy it.
Another pair of tiny socks she made for one of the bebes: