Tammy's pen-pal came down from sunny Florida, so we had to show her how life in the Willamette Valley works.
Things get busy around here. Most people hear that our family is close, and think we are making a purely sentimental statement.
Some are obviously more at ease with this reality than others.
We like to make exercise a regular habit. I am on the far left, wearing a fine example of mid-valley fashion.
Trixie and an iconic feature of the Willamette Valley: T. Woogs
At our coast! Florida has a beach, we have a coastline. Note the coats.
We had to tell Trixie the story of the haunted lighthouse and the handkerchief of infamy! Here we are at the lighthouse of destiny.
We were a little fogged in.
Our balmy coast!
How did that thing people do at the beach go, again?
Chasing the birds!
It was a trap! Sneaky birds.
Warming back up
Yes, they are wet!
And our beach experience is complete :)
Dance lessons
That, my friends, is an Oregon sunset in the background. Brought to you via the fog.
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