Thursday, November 12, 2009

Over The River And Through The Woods To Grandmother's House We Go

Multnomah Falls, the view from the road on the way to Grandma Copper's house.
Or 'Nama Topper as the munchkin referred to her all weekend. Probably more then you want to know, but it's also the site of my mother's first kiss when she was 16 years old.
The Redheads and I made a quick weekend trip to see some friends and family in the Portland, Oregon area. It was to see the last college football game of his youngest brother, visit with an old high school friend of mine I hadn't seen in nearly three years, and of course to see Grandma Copper and The Farm.


'Nama Topper has a gorgeous farm full of fruit orchards in Hood River, Oregon. I love this place, and spent tons of time here growing up. Nothing at all has changed. It looks exactly as it did when I was 10, and also no different than when my mother was growing up here.






Apples, Pears, Peaches and Cherries. Oh my.



Absolutely beautiful.

The Witches House. I have no idea why we call it that, but this abandoned house on her property was the site of many hours of fun with all my siblings and cousins. There are 21 grandkids, so there were always a ton of us hanging around this place.






Grandma and I peeled and dried lots of pears during this stay.

And I found more than a dozen bags of them hidden away in my suitcase upon returning home.
Grandma's are just good like that.

1 comments:

the sink girl said...

absolutely gorgeous

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