On this first full day of Ivi’s quick visit from Seattle, we head out for some local travel, starting with Madam Dorian Park and Lake near Wallula Junction.
[Action: 8/26/18; Posting: 9/19/18]
Ivi flies in from Seattle this morning. And we pick her up!
Later on, a walk around the house and around the neighborhood:
This morning, barely underway on my walk to my downtown workspace and still on our street, I chance upon Ian and Laura and … the Giulia.
Okay, we all know that cars are just “things”. But from some of my earliest childhood memories, they also represented a vehicle (whoops, wrong word) to the larger outside world, an escape from the farm and a ticket to new experiences. As a young kid, I spent hours drawing futuristic car designs (once entering in the Fisher Body Craftsman’s Guild competition), sitting behind the wheel of my uncle’s Mercury and watching TV productions like the 50’s play in which a mentally-challenged adult cared for by his parents in the rural South would escape for a few minutes now and then to the rusted remains of an old car abandoned in a wooded clearing and twist the steering wheel while pretending to be on a trip to the “far city”.
Turned out that Ian and Laura were house hunting on our street, but were happy to pause to show me around the car and encouraged me to sit behind the wheel. So, out of common courtesy to my brand-new acquaintances, I was forced to oblige.
SIDEBAR: By the time I had prepared this post, I realized that I had intended it for my car blog, not the family blog. But moving the thing is just too much trouble … So, fwiw …
And in further developments as I continue my morning trek …
On the street in front of my workspace building, I encounter one “Tinker” early this morning. More on HHR.
Dog of the day (fido, not waldo) …
VW sightings of the day (for jamesa):
Returning home at around 5:30pm. Wildfire smoke, unabated.
Finding Stuff on the Sidewalk …
Mostly Catherine Street
Third Avenue Still Life
Farmer’s Prayer Sculpture
Ford Pickup
“Oh, Lord, Won’t You Give Me …”
The morning sun in a thick sky:
A contrasting show of flags:
Beauty in breakage:
Along the way, today:
Today: more dogs and their people, the aftermath of kids, vehicular menace.
In this small city, the residential blocks tend to be quite long, but the downtown business district blocks are very short. I have been thinking about just systematically documenting the neighborhood, and while walking back from the post office to my workspace yesterday, I started taking note of how many wine tasting rooms appear on just two sides of my block (and be aware that the main shopping/restaurant/entertainment area only starts a block east of me, extending further to the east for three or four blocks, putting my street on the fringe). I read that there are 75 or so wine-related outlets in town, so we’re just scratching the surface here:
