I’ll admit it, I have both loved and hated Hood River. I’ve been here so long, since birth actually, that I feel like a part of its history. I remember when partial lengths of the main road leading up town had no sidewalks.
Its Wallpaper Wednesday and this week we have a bowl filled with delicious blueberries! Why blueberries? Because next month is our HarvestClub Americana August…
We knew that as kids. Others called them volcanoes but really, they were always giants. We learned their parts: the magma, the rock, the pressure and release. We learned, to our disappointment, that most were dormant, or worse, inactive. And then we learned about the 1980 Mt. St. Helens eruption. It was the kind of thing we’d been waiting for, something even we couldn’t have made up.