Renewal

I first got an Oregon driver’s license in 2005 after having lived her for almost ten years. First, I has a California license and turned that one in for a Hawaii license. I was told that I would need that one for “kamaiana” discounts when on Maui. Not so much.

Amazing the things Covid messes with. Couldn’t get an appointment in Salem for a renewal before my old license expired. I was able to get one in Stayton. I am a small-town girl and always try to do business whenever I am in one.

Had a good laugh. The agent asked me whether We wanted to stick with the weight on my old license. Understanding laughter all around. The woman socially-distanced nest to me said she hadn’t weighted 135 pounds since fifth grade. Actually, I doubt that I am still 5’3″.

New licenses are pretty fancy. Holographic and stuff. For security. My diligent Mac Guy (edit by said MacGuy: I have edited the image 🙂 will probably advise me to take this shot down saying that it can be copied by any unscrupulous person. Who, I ask you, would want to impersonate me? Actually, I know the answer to that: anyone who wasn’t lucky enough to have been born here.

I remember. I remember

So many happy pictures! I can’t post them all. And, for now, I can’t seem to arrange them in chronological order.

Heading out on our first road trip. Black Canyon, here we come!

Forest Park

C

After bath

Good buddies

Minto

Gotta get the insides out.

Elizabeth’s garden at the bottom of the canyon.

I don’t think this post could ever be complete.

Sunday
Closed
Monday
9:00 AM – 5:00 PM
Tuesday
9:00 AM – 5:00 PM
Wednesday
9:00 AM – 5:00 PM
Thursday
9:00 AM – 5:00 PM
Friday
9:00 AM – 5:00 PM
Saturday
Closed

Maybe One or Two at a Time

Elizabeth sent these yesterday. She and Roxie and I had many adventures together in several states., on numerous lakes and rivers.

This is Roxie in the front of Elizabeth’s boat on the Yellowstone River:

And she snapped this one on Trillium Lake on the south face of Mount Hood a couple of summers ago:

Over-Lapping

Three years ago for my 75th birthday I bought Dolly. Roxie was ten and I said I always want my dogs to over-lap so I won’t ever be bereft. Let me just say that is a monumental task, not letting me be bereft, but Dolly is doing her best. Staying right here next to me.

It was was a good idea. Getting a dog is always a good idea. And their loving companionship and fun are so worth the heartbreak when they leave us behind as they always must.

An album of Roxie will follow when I can. For now, I’m taking comfort in this: