Scrumptousity

Haven't had ice cream in months. Yeow!
Succumbed. It passes. The idea. The stuff.

LOL Stoicism aside, I remember when first I saw Tillamook Bay in 1974. We arrived at a friend's A-frame in a wood after dark. Up soon after dawn, there was a dense fog, the cloud ceiling seemingly at treetop level. It burned off about noon, the sky stunningly blue and the greenest green you ever did see all around.

Riding around the bay and over the terrain on the way to the ocean beaches, yes indeed, plenty contented moo cows. Bucolic is understatement. Got to get back there.

And plenty hazlenut groves in the valleys... Tualitin, Yamhill, Willamette. Lord, preserve me.