Be prepared to stop

Jan. 3, 2020

After all these years my little flip cellphone is starting to fail and Verizon seems to be already pulling support bit by bit as the ancient gizmo I use has been deemed obsolete. So this is my final post on this blog. Adios.

[Update: Apr. 7, 2021:  Shortly after this final post the COVID-19 pandemic broke out changing the world forever. In many ways the dramatic transition to a new reality has made me glad I stopped this blog when I did. The changes since Jan. 3, 2020 have been so enormous that the images on the posts have become nostalgic in a very short time period, faster than one would expect]

Skyline at dusk

Sept. 18, 2019

How foggy was it?

Oct. 19, 2018

It was so foggy that Simpson's smokestack is barely visible at 10:33 AM as seen from the front of the clinic!

Fall at the Rainbow

Oct. 10, 2018

Rainbow Park

Munching on apples in the shadow of Simpson

Aug. 7, 2018

A young deer enjoys a breakfast of apples under a lone tree next to the VFW Hall right across the street from the Simpson complex.

Rainbow Park scene

Sept. 27, 2017

BC Haze

Aug. 2, 2017

Haze from forest fires in British Columbia begins to get thicker over town

The smokestack as seen from First St.

Aug. 24, 2016. If Simpson ever implodes that thing, it will be a gala event. There are still a few people around who helped construct that edifice.

I'm not a Freudian, but if I were I could have a field day with this. I'm not even a Freudian who is Jung at heart.

Sometimes a smokestack is just a smokestack.

Rainbow Park trash lid and Simpson smokestack

Dec. 29, 2013

Junuary sky over the smokestack

June 30, 2012

That smokestack, which has not been used in years, used to occasionally and happily belch black smoke which the Pacific winds quickly carried to Olympia, where it settled fetid and stagnant like in a bowl. It was our gift.