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Eight days a week…things are still up and down. It is very hilly here. By the way that is not Mt. Shasta pictured further down in case you were wondering, or know better…

In every trip there are bound to be ups and downs. This trip is no exception. Yesterday and today I drove highways I had never driven before. Snaking through the serpentine mountain passes today I was either going up or going down. All day long-up-down-up-down-up-down-up…you get the picture. The area of Lake Shasta was so magical I was disappointed to find it was man made resevoir. As you wound around discovering different views of the mountains and water all I could think of was Lord of the Rings. (photos is by Shawna Scott not me)

In stark contrast was Mount Shasta a totally not man made mountain. Actually it is a collection of volcanos. This photo is by me. Do you remember Johnny Carson talking about Mt. Shasta? I do. The Native American name means white mountain. But all the snow was gone. Quite imposing.

Continuing my up and down journey I took a side road in Dunsmuir to find gas. But instead I found this excellent theater marquee. It was a strange little town that obviously at one time a great little resort town. Very old fashioned and quaint. There were lots of little cottages, an arboretum,boat launches etc. Would be nice to visit in the summer. But indeed a little past its prime.

There were many interesting places to stop and visit, the sundial bridge, Shasta Caverns and many more. But I was like a horse that sensed the stable ahead. I just kept driving.

In this same area was Castle Crags. Ancient, rough and scaly like the back of a venerable dragon. The land became greener and greener. The trees bigger and bigger. The sky turned dark and brooding which seemed only sensible considering the power of the mountains. Eventually it began to drizzle and then rain lightly cleaning the remains of the desert of the car.

I arrived at the night’s destination to a room from the past. Pine panelling and pink ceramic tile. A nod to the 50’s motel past.

Sleep tight.

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Yesterday I made a foray down to Portland, Oregon to participate in a SoulCollage workshop. But that is not the only thing I did. I made a full day of it.

First I decided to surprise a former flute student of mine, my favorite student really. I walked into her shop and she had her back to me. I announced, Christine your old flute teacher is here to see you. She jumped and gave a little scream. We hadn’t seen each other in many years and she is no middle school girl anymore. We had a nice chat in between customers and then I had to get on my way. If you are ever in Portland be sure to visit Living Threads Vintage. She only caries the finest merchandise for both men and women as well as jewelry and decorative items. Tell her Diane sent you.

You can find Living Threads Vintage at 1008 SW Taylor St. Portland, OR 97205 And you might want to visit her blog at www.redhedgingerbread.blogspot.com

The afternoon was filled with new friends and collaging. We spent 3 hours in a lovely woodland setting sharing the experience, creating with paper and glue. Here are 3 cards I made. I haven’t interviewed them yet. Do they speak to you?

On the way home I made a quick side trip to a Tulip Festival. It was getting dark so I only had a short time to enjoy the Wonderful World of Color as Walt Disney would have said. The show garden had rows of single varieties while a field across the street was a riot of yellows, reds, purple and pinks. (Sorry that photos is a bit blurry as a gust of wind came up.) All in all a nice finish to a full day.

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