Travels with The Rayman

It is cold, it is damp, it is gray.  There is that. The flip side is that it is fun learning how to get around (I’m hopelessly confused as previously reported).  No wonder I did not excel at bridge, the … Keep Reading…

Are any of you women starting to relate to “On Golden Pond’?  Just wondering.  It may be time to watch it again.  I”m kidding to a degree because when you travel and are out of your routine, funny things happen.  … Keep Reading…

A trying day.  A day trying to get things done.  A very trying day.  But was it, really? So, we need to leave our campsite in Camp Champoeg, OR.  A lovely spot.  With full grown trees throwing shade our way.  … Keep Reading…

This is an experiment.  I have downloaded a tune that, if you click on the arrow above, you can listen to as you read today’s tale.  Good luck. At approximately 6:30 a.m. this morning I catapulted from bed upon hearing … Keep Reading…

I’m missing my writing so I’m writing to satisfy myself.  It’s not that I have a lot to say.  Just saying. The great northwest continues it’s rush to break all heat records, I’m pretty sure.  Oh, I know.  We said … Keep Reading…

“On Tuesday or Thursday, why don’t we go out for Mexican food?”, our good friends asked.  Digressing, the picture below is of Al and Charlie and Beau and the Rayman. “Great.  We know just the place.  A restaurant  is behind … Keep Reading…