Good morning from The Sparrow Bakery in Bend, OR. Strong coffee’s waking me up.
Yesterday, the road trip I’ve been longing for began. After 9.5 hours of driving I landed here at an old friend’s home.
A brisk walk along the Deschutes River and through town stretched my legs and helped untie the twisted knot of my back (sitting…grumble). Brisk, it was in the low 40’s F last night, a temp I experience only now and then in Northern CA winters. Felt good to bundle up in a hat and mittens.
Robert wore a light sweatshirt and shorts. He’s a bit of a mutant temp wise. I’ve always known him to wear shorts even in CO winters (where we first met). A little girl in a tee shirt this AM confirmed what I know, I’ve gotten soft.
I’d like to share some pics from the drive yesterday.
Mt shasta was cloaked in clouds. Just a bit peeked out along her flanks:
It’s been awhile since I’ve been in high desert settings. I miss it. Wet pavement, low and heavy clouds, bright green sage and red dirt confirmed rain visited before I arrived. Snow clings already.
Started listening to Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy (Wikipedia summary) on CD. His writing I apreciate for its spare yet strong imagery and themes of the west pre-20th century (which fascinates me). It’s a coarse, somewhat brutal story but helps the drive move along.
This landscape brings me into the story’s location a bit. It’s not the Texas/Mexico desert but a helluva lot closer than Northern CA. The light was just so.
Today, I’ll walk around downtown Bend and some of its neighborhoods. A knit shop visit and plenty of quite time to knit I’ve planned. Tomorrow, a trip to Sisters, OR for hiking, a fish hatchery visit and general sightseeing. Portland I’ll visit this weekend then off to Port Townsend, WA to see friends. Finally, a trip to Vancouver, BC.
Feeling life un-peel and loosen up a bit. Glad for the adventure.