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A few months ago it was announced that a major US/Australian challenge under the brand name Masters for a significant portion of the national hardware and home-improvement market had failed and all stock was to be sold off at significant discounts. This was a bit sad for us because the stores were huge, and had offered good service and many new brands of quality stuff. Nevertheless most of our family have put sentiment aside and been taking advantage of the steadily increasing discounts. For example T&M got a great deal on the kitchen suite and other interior stuff for their new home, T&C did equally well with paint for a renovation project they undertook, and a few days ago K&M cleaned up with some ceramic tiles at 50 percent off. Meanwhile us two oldsters P&J know a bargain when we see one and have acquired possibly a lifetime's stash of imported Italian terracotta planter boxes for our geraniums. Soon unfortunately, the doors of Masters will close forever. But there's still plenty of stuff left for them to quit. Jill took the above pic when we were at the Bibra Lake store yesterday. Here a link to an interesting entry titled 'The lore of the capitalist jungle' which I wrote on 6 March, 2012 about the arrival of Masters: fremantlebiz.livejournal.com/749273.html
the sunshine was pouring through the trees and burning off the morning fog. Strange things are happening in those trees.
Mt Hood on my way to work
John Clare knew and loved this stream:
"I love to see the Beech Hill mounting high,
The brook without a bridge and nearly dry,
There's Bucket's Hill, a place of furze and clouds
Which evening in a golden haze enshrouds."
(Bucket Hill was the old name for Buckhurst Hill)
Nearby is Lippitt's Hill Lodge the mental asylum that once held the peasant poet, John Clare. Run by the kindly Dr Allen, Clare entered as a voluntary patient in 1837. He improved and was allowed to walk in Epping Forest. In 1841, he grew worse and with the help of gypsies, he escaped and walked first to Enfield and then some 80 miles home to Northborough in Northamptonshire. He was then restrained in Northampton Asylum where he died 24 years later.
Okay I lost my notes or didn't write any down on these shots. I think it wasn't far down the road from Roaring Mountain. Anyways it's the prettiest area....the stream is covered in this lush green grass....very pretty.
Yellowstone National Park
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This Sunrise met us on our last day in the park. Right after this Brennan had a nice meeting with the park ranger discussing the parks thermal features!
The creek was down to a small trickle when we passed through last weekend. I bet it's got a bit more after the rain we've had the past few days. — in Rainier, OR.
So, anytime I go out of town I have to check thrift stores in the area. Thankfully having my iPhone makes things SO much easier than going through the hotel phone book for addresses like I used to do. Anyway, we went to 5 thrift stores in the Newport News/Williamsburg areas. I found a Barbie binder and a Hunchback of Notre Dame card. Tonight I went to my local thrift store here and found all the toys in the back. I do still really want to move but leaving this thrift store may be impossible.