Forest fire smoke over Hospital Hill
Sunday morning
I don't believe it is an exaggeration to say it is possible on a very early Sunday morning to lie down in the middle of Simpson Avenue and take a little nap without being disturbed by vehicles.
Over 50 years ago this was the old 410, the main highway between Olympia and the Coast.
Foggy sunrise
The old saying is that in McCleary you hear either the freeway or the door plant. But on early Sunday mornings the town can be magically quiet. Photo taken from Rabbit Hill.
The Rabbit of Legend
There are rabbits all over town these days, more than I ever seen in the past, but this one is the Godzilla of the bunch. I have to wonder whatever happened to all those coyotes we used to hear and occasionally see?
He's beautiful, even with the flaws
The bear on top of City Hall was created out of a chunk of cedar by a chainsaw carver from Westport, I believe, in the early 1960s. The sculpture was dubbed "Tim Bear" or "Timbear" and has served as something of an official symbol of the City ever since.
An up close examination of the sculpture reveals enormous cracks in the wood and it is often covered with a thin patina of algae. I'm sure the piece requires frequent maintenance to keep it together, which does indeed reflect the normal state of running a municipality. We all have to work as partners to make our city work, in spite of the cracks our differences create. As for the algae metaphor, well, that's why we oldtimers are known as "Mossbacks."
So the flawed, mossy bear is ever vigilant, surveying his domain.
Packard Clipper
A brick in front of the Library
Morty the Dog ran as a write-in candidate for McCleary Mayor in 1999 and gained, from what I understand, about 5% of the vote. Not bad for a cartoon character.
Rebar alley
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