Bob died in May, very suddenly. We were in Italy and missed his memorial service but as we winged our way across the Atlantic he was in our thoughts:
Last weekend a few of us gathered at Sharon’s near the Bay to scatter his ashes in a place he loved.
We had a little lunch (one of Bob’s recipes)
and then each of us wrote a message to Bob which went into the bottom of a little wooden boat my Aunty Pat gave to Sharon years ago…
then the ashes were placed in the boat and we were ready to set off
We took Sharon’s three kayaks and headed for the bay…
where it was a beautiful sunny day…
Sharon read a viking prayer and three intrepid kayakers took the little wooden boat out into the bay.
our last goodbye.
A great beach weekend and here’s a good recipe for grilling a whole Chinook salmon
Take the whole fish…rub with olive oil and then make slits in the fish into which you put thin slices of butter. Get the corn ready
Heat the grill…
set the table
Cook the fish 11 minuntes on a side…it will then be perfect and the skin will come right off and the bones will lift right off and you’ll be in YUM land.
Don’t forget to pop some pineapple slices on the grill…fantastic!
The weekend ends and the kids leave
We head back to Salem and hit the carwash
grab a quick coffee…
and I repack…heading off to Sisters tomorrow for a few days of quilting with the REBELS!!!!
And here was a weekend I REALLY needed to have a change of venue. First we needed to celebrate Susan’s birthday…
and then I had to add my Cece duck to the pile…”top duck,” you might say,
and then the wonderful calming moment of doing the dishes. There’s no dishwasher humming away in our beach house. This is good because you have the wonderfully calming and delightful moment of putting your hands in hot water, and then arranging your favorite dishes on the rack. Ahhh…don’t you feel calmer just thinking about it?
but today a quick view of the bay with the tide out
and back we came to the valley world of labels and lunches and garden projects and so on…
Starting both “on the edge”…a twenty year tradition. After the New Year’s Eve revelry at the beach…(we stayed up til 3:00 a.m.!)
we had a quiet day today, with a view of the bay:
a coffee with Hans’ SUPERIOR foam:
a view of the bay from a different vantage point:
a stop at the fish guy’s for some true cod:
and a last view of the bay which made me ESPECIALLY happy as this one was taken at 5:00…two weeks ago 5:00 was totally dark…the light begins to return!!!!
Time enough tomorrow to make the lists of what to do in the year ahead and (if we’re lucky) in the decade ahead. For tonight maybe a movie, and sticking with our usual resolution…the one we make EVERY year…HAVE MORE FUN!!!
At the beach we sort of wander through a day and what happens, well…happens. Today we saw this adorable small building looking like a combo of the old west and Amsterdam (tho destined to be a coffee drive-through I fear),
some deers wandering through a neighborhood of homes where nobody lives
trimming the wisteria
a bowl of chowder at Mo’s (and hence the view…)
a bike ride to the end of Fleet Street
a check on the new trail access into the wetlands courtesy of Urban Renewal
and the late afternoon sun on the fridge poems left by friends…
time for a bit of quilting
before a birthday toast as the last light fades…
We went to Eugene today and took in a lot of regional art from various periods. We visited the Eugene post office to see the 1943 WPA murals painted by Carl Morris (1911-1993). Morris migrated from California to Spokane in 1938 to direct the Spokane WPA Art Center. There he met Northwest School painters Guy Anderson, Morris Graves, Kenneth Callahan and Mark Tobey (not to mention his wife-to-be sculptor Hilda Deutsch). Migrating to Portland in 1941 he was commissioned to paint the Eugene murals. In 1942 he did camouflage painting in Portland for the war effort. This influenced Morris’ later abstract work in the late 1940′s, but these WPA figurative paintings are lively and muscular, filled with motion:
One panel (the center shadows behind the worker) sort of reminded us of Morris’ later abstract work:
On we went to the Karin Clarke Gallery to see the work of Anne Kutka McCosh (1902-1994). Anne Kutka was married to regional painting star David McCosh (who taught for years at U of O in Eugene) and recently some of her previously unknown drawings and prints were found by show curator Roger Saydack in the University of Oregon Foundation collection interleaved with David McCosh’s work. I didn’t take many photos here…most of the exhibition was portrait drawings and prints from the 1950′s and a show well worth seeing if you’re out and about.
On our way from the Post Office to a quick lunch at PERUGINO’S across from the gallery,
we noticed some public sculpture…Bill Blix’s “wind Rain Song” of 1982 has some unusual modern additions changing on a daily basis
and this lovely little piece in a memorial square to the Japanese-American internment victims of WW II…couldn’t find the sculptor’s name:
After lunch we were off to find the newest public piece by Eugene sculptor Lee Imonen (b. 1972??). The very helpful young woman at Karin Clarke Gallery map-quested it for us and warned us that it was right next to Toyota, so we found it. The piece is at the foot of what will be a fantastic foot bridge and pedestrian walkway…currently under construction. The weir theme is a constant for Lee and this piece is a beauty…not done justice by my photos:
On then over the mountains to Newport for a coffee at Panini
and on to “the City” where we are happily roasting vegetables in our cozy beach kitchen:
We really worked, and the method became very interesting. I would work on the quilt awhile, then Kay, then me etc. Our starting place was a Rosie Lee Tompkins quilt
Yesterday, day 3, we worked about nine hours and Kay got up early to do the very last bit, which she’s working oneven as I write:
and a few details: