We may be a small town (1190 the sign says) but we sure know how to throw a weekend-long party. If you could stay up that late, Friday night/Saturday morning at 12:01 am you could have joined the crowds (who across the US turned out for the most popular midnight opening of all time) to [...]
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Welcome Spring! Port Orford Arts Style
Posted in Oregon, People, small town photography, Western Travel Writing, tagged Curry County Oregon, Port Orford Art, Port Orford Library, Port Orford OR, Redfish Restaurant, Roaring Sea Gallery, savoy theatre, Siren's Cove, TriAngle Square Gallery on March 25, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
A Lost World: Southern California Dreaming—Part 5
Posted in California, Los Angeles Childhood Memoir 1930s-1940s, People, Western Photography, tagged Christmas traditions, Christmas tree photos, Christmas Tree Traditions, Griffith Park Los Angeles, Southern California Christmas, Southern California Memoir on December 23, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Things of Memory Think for a moment about a treasured photo of you as a child. Of the surroundings, of your smile or the frown. Maybe your childhood home is in the background of the frame, maybe you are playing on a swing at the park with friends. You get the idea. In viewing even [...]
Cycle Oregon Comes to Port Orford
Posted in Oregon, People, small town photography, tagged Cycle Oregon, Cycle Oregon photos, Port Orford OR on September 23, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Battle Rock: Lunchtime Wednesday September 14. A festival was underway. Hundreds of neon-colored, spandex-clad bicyclists, participants in the twenty-fourth annual Cycle Oregon, wandered the parking lot eating their roast beef wrap lunches amid their hundreds of beautiful (but kickstandless) bikes, that lay scattered about on their sides. 2500 cyclists participated in this year’s seven day, [...]
4th of July—Port Orford Style
Posted in Oregon, People, Western Photography, Western Travel Writing, tagged 4th of July Parade, Curry County Oregon, Photos of 4th of July Parade, Port Orford OR, Small Town 4th of July celebration on July 11, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
The 4th of July is a very big deal here in Port Orford. So big in fact that this year it took four days to squeeze all the events in. The 2011 Jubilee’s theme was “As American as Apple Pie” and its opening ceremonies Friday July 1 kicked off an extended weekend of hot dog [...]
Nothing But Blue Sky
Posted in Literary Nature Writing, Oregon, People, Western Photography, Western Travel Writing, tagged Cape Blanco lighthouse, Curry County Oregon, Oregon Coast Photography, Port Orford OR, Port Orford OR surfing on February 7, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
While the rest of the country has been snowbound, icebound, and in some cases freezing in the dark (paging West Texas!), we here in Port Orford have basked in near nonstop sun these last two weeks. With it the mood has markedly improved. Folks who are normally viewed ducking, heads tucked, hoods up, into the [...]
The Canadian Runs Through It
Posted in Landscapes, Natural History, New Mexico, People, Western Photography, Western Travel Writing, tagged Canadian River NM, Harding County NM, Hi-Lo Country, Melvin Mills, Mills Canyon NM, Mills Canyon NM Photos on July 10, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Harding County’s Mills Canyon is our lunch stop on the return trip from Folsom. Heading south at Abbott, across the seemingly endless flatness of the northeastern plains, we turn west at Mills ghost town into the Kiowa National Grasslands. Kiowa is a 136,505 acre checkerboard of public land interspersed with private holdings, created from worn [...]
A Lost World: Southern California Dreaming — Part 3
Posted in California, Los Angeles Childhood Memoir 1930s-1940s, People, Western Photography, tagged California Farming, Los Angeles Childhood 1940s, Southern California Gardening, Southern California Memoir on June 27, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
FARMING I grew up on a 7000 square foot city lot in inner-suburban Los Angeles. I grew up gardening. But I considered it, or imagined it, to be farming. In Southern California before automatic drip systems, the homely hose was the workhorse of the garden. Since my family often traveled through the San Joaquin Valley [...]
A Lost World: Southern California Dreaming – Part 2
Posted in California, Los Angeles Childhood Memoir 1930s-1940s, Parks & Monuments, People, Western Photography, tagged Angeles National Forest history, Catalina Island CA history, Los Angeles Childhood 1940s, Los Angeles Pictures 1920s, San Gabriel Mts history, Southern California Memoir on May 15, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
ROMANCE, 1928 The woman in the picture is eighteen. The location, resembling a Hollywood stage set, is Avalon, on Catalina Island, some 30 miles west of Los Angeles harbor. Yachts anchor offshore, a casino is in the background. The time is around 1928. The photo of the woman is well composed. A slight angle of [...]
Boardman State Scenic Corridor
Posted in Landscapes, Oregon, Parks & Monuments, People, Western Travel Writing, tagged Curry County Oregon, Oregon Coast Photography on February 23, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Sam Boardman was the first director of Oregon State Parks, and is considered the “father” of the system. Through his efforts, many of the finest Oregon parks were established. His last and perhaps most significant achievement was creation of what is now Samuel Boardman State Scenic Corridor. Preserving an extraordinary coastline, the park winds 12 [...]
A Lost World: Southern California Dreaming — Part 1
Posted in California, Los Angeles Childhood Memoir 1930s-1940s, Oregon, People, Western Photography, tagged Christmas traditions, Christmas Tree Traditions, Los Angeles Childhood 1940s, Oregon Coast Photography, Southern California Christmas, Southern California Memoir on December 31, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
THE CHRISTMAS CABIN Once upon a time there was a woodsy cabin, made of alder logs, set deep in the woods. This cabin was very small. That, however, made little difference. This is the thing: Each Christmas season, around December 6, the cabin was reoccupied for a month. Sometimes it stood firm, heavy with snow. [...]
