The first Labor Day was celebrated in 1882 and was all about the labor movement and the rise of the unions…a movement that changed everything economically in this country. For some of us of a certain age group, Labor Day was when you had to stop wearing white shoes and white skirts (skirts???). Carol says now it’s when you’re supposed to stop wearing flip flops (notice here I did NOT say thongs…ahem). But really for most of us it signals the end of summer. School is starting. Today would have been my Mom’s 88th birthday, and we remember her fondly.
But here at the beach this brilliant week I’m trying to think of how to box up these beautiful days…guess I’ll put them in the blog box…
On The Way 
Darn it. You obviously were up here at Cascade Head and Roads End. If I had known, I would have asked you to come for a visit. I’m here until Sunday for a short respite. I would love to see you.
Frankie
Loving your posts. I mett a woman at yoga this morning who has just moved here from Golden, Colorado because the Colorado sun was too bright. Do you think she might have overreacted?
Lucky for you to have a brilliant week at the beach. Lucky for us that you are willing to share it.
Oh, the lovely Oregon coast. Thanks for sharing the pictures. Now I must busy myself putting away my white shoes, purses, and slacks. Or not.