I left my camera at home this weekend...oh the photos that will never be! I kicked myself all the way to my hometown and back. It was bittersweet each time I saw things through the eyes of my camera, with the realization that I had no way to document it, no way to save it and share it with you. Sigh.
- The empty lot that, until a few years ago, held my childhood home.
- The life-size statues of bearded men and Native Americans at the infamous Charburger restaurant in Hood River, OR.
- The amazing home of some great people who had us over for roasted chicken and potatoes, fresh green beans, freshly pressed apple cider from fruit that grows on their own trees, and an apple galette for dessert (You should have seen the sun room filled with blooming geraniums).
- The Gorge during autumn.