Month: June 2012

  • I Dream of Haystack Rock

    A long time ago, before Cannon Beach was mobbed 12 months out of the year by tourists, it was a perfect place for a boy to be. The beach was always inviting. There were rocks to climb, tide pools to play in, and sand to run in. No matter the weather, a boy could find…

  • Mazama – Liberty Bell

    It was a year ago and a life ago that Donald and I rode to Mazama and back on a tandem. Donald had done that ride several times and every year he said he wanted me to do it too. Finally last year, after training by riding up some really steep hills, I agreed to…

  • Clarence and Sophyra Hartness, 1941

    It is my good fortune to possess the negatives that once belonged to my husband’s grandfather Tom Boothby. Tom and his wife Winnie drove all over the northwest in their free time,camping and cataloging their travels with their camera. Most of the pictures are of themselves, but they also took pictures of relatives. The people…

  • Laugh, and the world laughs with you.

    One of my favorite songs as a child was an aria from a sad opera called Pagliacci. The aria is still one of the most empassioned laments I have ever heard, but the gist of it was, “you’re a clown. Laugh, people want to hear you laugh. Your heart is broken? use that heartbreak to…