I love Fairie Gardens in Tumwater, Washington. Here are just a few more photos of this place, which I've shot before.
I bought a couple of these sea holly plants, which the proprietor described as "pretty but unfriendly."
And now I need to go plant them. Bye!
Monday, May 28, 2007
Rich Art's Art Yard in Centralia, Washington
Southwest Washington is full of weirdos and cranks.
Maybe there's something in the water. They all used to live near Trojan Nuclear Power Plant on the Oregon side of the Columbia. I remember going on school field trips here as a kid. We were taught that nuclear power was "clean, safe, and efficient."
It's now decommissioned and the cooling tower is gone, but the whole operation was just up this little road, off Highway 30.
OK, onto I-5 now. At milepost 62 in Washington, you pass the ugly-ass Gospodor Monument Park, a local weirdo's "elaborate tribute to Mother Teresa, Native Americans and victims of the Holocaust."
A bit farther north in Chehalis, Al Hamilton, the cranky Uncle Sam billboard guy, is complaining about something or other.
"Is Virginia Tech an 'unarmed victim zone'?"
And up in Centralia, wonderful weirdo Rich Art continues to fill his yard with sculptures made out of styrofoam packing material and other found objects.
He tells us he likes to keep his yard open for visitors from Memorial Day weekend through Labor Day weekend because it's a goal he's set for himself.
At this point, I got the feeling that Rich Art was a Robert Crumb fan.
Creche.
OK, need to get back on the road again. A couple more shots of Centralia.
Then farmland.
Maybe there's something in the water. They all used to live near Trojan Nuclear Power Plant on the Oregon side of the Columbia. I remember going on school field trips here as a kid. We were taught that nuclear power was "clean, safe, and efficient."
It's now decommissioned and the cooling tower is gone, but the whole operation was just up this little road, off Highway 30.
OK, onto I-5 now. At milepost 62 in Washington, you pass the ugly-ass Gospodor Monument Park, a local weirdo's "elaborate tribute to Mother Teresa, Native Americans and victims of the Holocaust."
A bit farther north in Chehalis, Al Hamilton, the cranky Uncle Sam billboard guy, is complaining about something or other.
"Is Virginia Tech an 'unarmed victim zone'?"
And up in Centralia, wonderful weirdo Rich Art continues to fill his yard with sculptures made out of styrofoam packing material and other found objects.
He tells us he likes to keep his yard open for visitors from Memorial Day weekend through Labor Day weekend because it's a goal he's set for himself.
At this point, I got the feeling that Rich Art was a Robert Crumb fan.
Creche.
OK, need to get back on the road again. A couple more shots of Centralia.
Then farmland.
Cistus Nursery Again
A few photos of Cistus Nursery from Sunday morning. I was here a couple of months ago.
Here's that weird plant that Chuck told me I should buy next time I saw it. I didn't get it this time because I didn't know how long we would take getting home from here.
There's a llama ranch by the nursery. Hola y adios, llamas!
Here's that weird plant that Chuck told me I should buy next time I saw it. I didn't get it this time because I didn't know how long we would take getting home from here.
There's a llama ranch by the nursery. Hola y adios, llamas!
Where I Stay and What I Do in Oregon
This is a shot from the bed that I sleep in when I visit Oregon. This is basically the same shot that I opened this blog with.
My friends' house is near Cornelius Pass and Sauvie Island, off Highway 30, which runs from Portland to Astoria. To get there, you go up this road and under this old railroad trestle.
For some reason, I missed the money shot -- the view of the Columbia River from their side deck -- but here are some other photos from their yard.
One of the things that I do when I go to Oregon every other month or so is get my hair cut by my friend Lucynda at Dirty Little Secret. Isn't her salon cute?
My friends' house is near Cornelius Pass and Sauvie Island, off Highway 30, which runs from Portland to Astoria. To get there, you go up this road and under this old railroad trestle.
For some reason, I missed the money shot -- the view of the Columbia River from their side deck -- but here are some other photos from their yard.
One of the things that I do when I go to Oregon every other month or so is get my hair cut by my friend Lucynda at Dirty Little Secret. Isn't her salon cute?