Monthly Archives: May 2003

In the little town of Oakland, far off the beaten path, you can come in out of the heat of the day and slide up on a stool at the ‘soda fountain’ at Tolly’s and order a dish of ice … Continue reading →

by Jenny Joseph When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple with a red hat that doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves and satin candles and say … Continue reading →

The air was so crisp our breath followed us like banners as we walked the shady paths of Hendricks Park in the early morning. At this hour we had it to ourselves, this place of magic vistas…the great old trees … Continue reading →

In every cemetery there are stories… Some details, like my ‘namesake’s here, we will never know. Although we can make an interesting speculation! (grin) And some, like this civil war reenactor that was here for the rededication of a statue … Continue reading →

When I was 19 years old, I got a job as a telephone operator. They still had switchboards in those days..not as old fashioned as these, but we still punched in the cords to connect. I’m such a ‘shortie’ that … Continue reading →

I feel like we just built on a new room! The ‘den’ we calls it! (grin) Rick took a smooth wooden serving tray and cut the sides down to hold the computer. When we sit down in the passenger seat … Continue reading →

Rick found a carving group here that meets once a week. He misses the camaraderie of the ‘home base’ group…so that was a nice surprise. AND I got a library card at the Springfield Library. It’s beginning to feel a … Continue reading →

Today we ‘stretched our legs’ at Island Park. It was sunny and spring is bursting out all around us. White and pink Dogwood trees in bloom. While I was photographing these goslings there was a fellow just standing there watching … Continue reading →

The Saturday Market is a long time tradition in downtown Eugene. It’s kind of a ‘leftover’ from the hippie generation. You still see folks dressed like hippies…though the beards are a tad grey by now! There are booths of every … Continue reading →

This is the longest covered bridge in Ore. I’ve never seen one before that had a separate covered walkway. It’s built with triple tresses and beams to support logging trucks. I took a walk across it and spent a few … Continue reading →