Here we go again... It started at noon today, ending by four tomorrow, maybe a little more on Monday, and possibly a new storm on Tuesday. My sisters are flying into Oregon on Tuesday from Rhode Island and California, and I'm supposed to drive down the same day. We're meeting to empty out Dad's house, and then have the Gathering. The weather report for Portland is much the same. I'm not worrying about it all yet.
Some stitching. Moving from piece to piece as the stories come.
I've been to the grocery store, moved the four-wheel drive to the flat main street a block away...the city is shutting down.
Now just watching the prettiness, and thinking about the things that we'll find in his house... Pendleton wool shirts, deeply stained coffee mugs, old western paperbacks, and the last of his salmon catches in the freezer.
