Old Stomping Grounds. Part One.

It was just over a year ago that MBW, the HA, and I began our trek from Oregon to Texas. I flew back with the HA for a visit last week. MBW will join us in a few days. Why the trip? Why not?

I drove the HA south to a spot roughly halfway between Portland and my mother’s house. There the HA switched cars and continued on south to spend a week with her grandmother. I headed back to the house of some friends where I’m spending the first week of my sojourn.

I think it is fair to say I’ve been keeping busy. I visited the offices of a client, spending a couple of days working there, laptop set on a spare desk. I’ve made solid progress on a new novel, finishing up chapter one. I’ve visited old friends. I took the requisite journey to Powell’s bookstore. I’ve sampled the offerings of brewpubs. I even got in nine holes of golf. And I had the leisure to take in a baseball game. (If you saw the Netflix show The Battered Bastards of Baseball you might be familiar with the Portland Mavericks. I actually attended a game when I was about nine years old. The team folded, but the continuity and trademark somehow lived on and is currently incarnated in an independent league team in Keizer, Oregon.)

The trip continues. As long as I have my laptop and internet access, I can continue working. I’m not on vacation. Yet I am enjoying working in old, familiar surroundings. (Well, mostly. I am frequently reminded of why I moved in the first place. But this isn’t the place for grousing.)

Now for some pictures, following this word from our sponsor (me.)

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Right, that’s out of the way. Here’s a photo dump.

In bound
Powell’s Bookstore
Outside the Stadium
Play ball!
Heavy Slice Hazy IPA
Loowit Brewing, Vancouver, WA

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