Camellias were my first Oregon revelation. Yesterday the camellia in front of our lovely historic house reminded me of another little house…and that spring was on the way:
We came to Salem in 1970, and in January of 1971 moved into a rickety little wooden rental house over on Statesman Street. The next month I looked out the window and saw an amazing camellia just like this one. In the midwest–my region of origin–they were locked under snow and freezing temperatures in February, but here in Oregon everything was green and these huge flowers were all over the place. (True love was born–this Oregon is an amazing place!!)
And that, of course, reminded me of the little house and the two adorable young persons who lived there lo these many years ago…
Off to the studio!