At my dad's request, Brian played his violin for special music.
Just like at the coast, the weather was wonderful the whole weekend. Wildflowers were blooming around my dad's house, and the Columbia River Gorge was green with spring grass coming and going.
I got a lot of knitting time in during those drives, but I'll spare you a photo of rows and rows and rows of garter stitch. ;-)
That's it for now from . . .