Good Day

I do not have anything very wise to say today, as I am busy with yard work.

I have plans for this area, which I hope to show here soon.

We have been on a trip to California, which isn't saying much since it is only four hours away, but it was, shall we say, refreshing. As they said in some parts of New Zealand, back in The 1960's when I was there, "it was a bit blowy," but away from the beach the weather was tropical!

We came back up the coast of Oregon:

I love old towns and was always asking the driver to stop whenever we saw one. He stopped in only the Grants Pass old town where we were allowed to walk around, but I wanted to stop in Coos Bay old town and some of the others.

How progressive that there are now used Lego stores.

There was an antique car rally and I managed to get some pictures. I was looking for the ones with the picnic baskets on the back.

Back home again.

Stopping for a gas fill up in Grants Pass was quite an experience.  Stan asked the attendant, a huge fellow at least 7 feet tall and not at all skinny, if there were any Sasquatch sightings in the area. The man replied, "They are in migration right now so you won't see any." I asked him if he really thought Sasquatch existed and he said, "I know they exist. I used to raise them."

Honestly. Some people! Has the whole region gone mad?  After that, we noticed more large men like him walking on the streets of Olde Towne. There must have been a village of them

My husband and his cousin, who was with us, both have wry, dry humor.  When he told his cousin he was born in Grants Pass but never got attached to the place because his parents moved away when he was still a baby, his cousin replied, "You got out while you still could."  Those two kept me laughing and scurrying to write down everything they said on the trip.