rDay Thirteen-Hundred-Fifty-Two

rDay Thirteen-Hundred-Fifty

To celebrate our 28th today, we start with a cold early morning three-mile hike along Mill Creek to Rooks Park.

Then in the late afternoon, we window shop and explore downtown’s back streets.

rDay Thirteen-Hundred-Forty-Nine: Peopeomoxmox

From my third floor bathroom window, I have been able to look across the back parking lot to the City Hall on the left, Rose Street beyond and the plaza where Peopeomoxmox stands.  Peopeomoxmox (aka Yellow Bird) was chief of the Walla Walla tribes before the arrival of Lewis and Clark around 1806.  Here we see my bathroom 50mm view, contrasted by a cropped detail and finally a personal excursion across the street to the site itself for something a bit more up close.

And the rest of the day entailed the usual banalities …

 

 

rDay Thirteen-Hundred-Forty-Eight: Garrison Creek

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Garrison Creek is smack in the middle of town, btw (as are maybe a dozen more creeks).  And then after coming upon a pond (right next to busy Ninth Avenue), half a dozen black ducks (there was an explainer in a recent local newspaper article about these unusual Peking and Mallard hybrids) swam directly up to me, jumped ashore, waited not more than three or four feet away, then apparently realizing that food would not be forthcoming, trotted back into the water.