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A Beacon Rock Holiday
What a unique day Sunday turned out to be. A national holiday (Independance Day), although I heard a story on the radio that the Declaration Of Independance was actually penned on July 2, 1776, but we won't quibble since most folks got a holiday. I went pin-holeing in Skamania County with Donna and Doug to Beacon Rock , and an old cemetary among other places. I should have those shots in another year or so. My TTv also need some repairs.
The strawberries we ate from the city park landscape in Stevenson weren't enough to suffice, so I devoured half a chicken and a dandelion leaf salad, then settled in with my wife and the dogs to await the onslaught of fireworks. During a short respite from the explosions I took the dogs out and found 5 drunk teenagers(mostly girls) milling around my hedges. One of them was so plowed that he couldn't stand, and all of them lied to or swore at me right from the start. All it took was pulling out my cell phone, and threatening police action to get the truth and apologies flowing. It's a tough call since I did the same thing at their age, but the penalties are much more life altering than they used to be. I doubt any lessons were learned, but I think that the hangovers are going to linger longer than my admonishments, so... All in all a unique holiday.
A Beacon Rock Holiday
What a unique day Sunday turned out to be. A national holiday (Independance Day), although I heard a story on the radio that the Declaration Of Independance was actually penned on July 2, 1776, but we won't quibble since most folks got a holiday. I went pin-holeing in Skamania County with Donna and Doug to Beacon Rock , and an old cemetary among other places. I should have those shots in another year or so. My TTv also need some repairs.
The strawberries we ate from the city park landscape in Stevenson weren't enough to suffice, so I devoured half a chicken and a dandelion leaf salad, then settled in with my wife and the dogs to await the onslaught of fireworks. During a short respite from the explosions I took the dogs out and found 5 drunk teenagers(mostly girls) milling around my hedges. One of them was so plowed that he couldn't stand, and all of them lied to or swore at me right from the start. All it took was pulling out my cell phone, and threatening police action to get the truth and apologies flowing. It's a tough call since I did the same thing at their age, but the penalties are much more life altering than they used to be. I doubt any lessons were learned, but I think that the hangovers are going to linger longer than my admonishments, so... All in all a unique holiday.