Eugene

We have stopped in Coburn, near Eugene, on our way to another rally.

Sometimes chance, and an internet search, comes up with a pleasant surprise.  We spent a lovely hour in Washburne Park which has held concerts since the early 1900s.  This evening Calamity Jazz, a quartet, presented Dixieland jazz with a theme of women’s names.

The musicians, all of a senior age, were excellent.  They informed us that they also perform in Sacramento as Calamity Kin.

 

It is scientifically proven that the longer the line at the ice cream parlor, the better the ice cream.  We were probably numbers 50 and 51 in a fast moving line at Prince Puckler’s, Eugene’s own gourmet ice cream.  Those few of you who remember the Magic Dasher would find this comparable.

As we drove from the park the sky lit up in the west with a orange and red sunset.  To the east were the red and violet hues of a rainbow.  And all around us were the flash of lightning and crack of thunder.  We wish we could send the rain back home.