A place where we're reminded that once upon a time no humans walked, where human strife didn't exist, where none of this, none of us, mattered.
An old railroad is given new life, and a reminder to mix life's sweetness with the challenges.
Hiking the Columbia Gorge is always a thrill, and finding a big rock to climb lets me to take the long view.
A Walk In a Park and a Hanging - you just never know what you're going to get when you step out your door.
The Columbia Gorge hides a wealth of secrets, and I'm unlocking them by getting up close, learning their names, making them mine.
An afternoon hike in Lacamas Park turns into a hike into history, ecology, botany and more. The retired life!
Note to self: Skip the isolated trails between the river and abandoned railroad tracks when you're alone, especially if no one knows where you are. Note to self: Just because it's sunny don't assume it's warm. It's February for goodness sake. More layers. Note to self: Carry a hankie when it's cold. Powers Marine Park … Continue reading Hanging Out Under a Bridge
Many years ago, when I began hormone replacement therapy, my practitioner promised that I would once again "hear the music play." I thought, what a great metaphor for enjoying life. I knew that sensation of hair raising, goose bumpy, tear inducing awe. When retirement came along, I wanted to likewise recapture the music, and rekindle … Continue reading Hearing the Music Again