Barbara J. Hamby

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Winter Sneaked Back

Did a little grocery shopping and a lot of writing today. Not a lot of pages produced, just a lot of time spent polishing a few pages.

It seems that every week or two papers pile up all over this little office space and have to be sorted and organized. I always hope I can round file more of them than I do. I’m still working on an account of the Alaska Cruise so all the flyers, pamphlets, postcards, etc. we brought back have been scattered around. I got them all in an accordion folder today where I can lay my hands on them and don’t have to look at them every time I walk in the room. There are actually a couple of empty chairs in here now.

Sometime in the last few days I read about a boyhood home of Herbert Hoover, located in Newberg, just a few miles from here. I looked it up on the web and discovered that he did live there for a while after his parents both died. It’s open for a few hours in the afternoons on Wednesday through Sunday, according to what I read. There are a lot of historical houses in this area and I’ve only been to a few. Anyway, I hope to get to the Hoover home in Newberg this summer.

I have concluded that rose pollen affects the weather in this area. Almost every year at Rose Festival time, the weather takes a turn for the worse. This year it’s turned to winter. I’m watching black clouds drift by and tree limbs sway in the wind. We’ve had intermittent showers all day today. Good for the garden and the flowers; good to look at from inside, good to remind me that I’m glad I don’t have to go to work anymore.