I have a confession to make: I am in love with the above two oak trees. I pass by them two or three times a week, and every time, I just want to stop and stare at them.
I thought I’d let you have a chance to stop and stare, too. Or not. Whatever works for [...]
With school starting next week, soon the stands at the football field at Regis High School in Stayton will be filled with students cheering their team on at games.
I went to a high school football game once, when I was a kid. I can’t remember with whom I attended, or who was playing, or who [...]
In this neck of the woods, school starts again in a week… the effective end of summer. My 14-year-old niece went into a slight panic yesterday when she realized she only had a week left before she begins high school. I’m more than a little happy those days are long behind me.
To me, [...]
The sign above was posted outside someone’s house on Larch Ave. in Stayton. I’m guessing — and I could be wrong — they sell plants which are native to the area. I just liked the sign, so I took its picture.
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A big part of Stayton is the Norpac Cannery on Washington St. If I grasp the concept correctly, a cannery is where various things of the food variety get packed into various cans. Those cans are then sent to various stores where various people buy the various things packed into various cans. But I could [...]
Last night I attended a “movie under the stars” sponsored by The Stayton Public Library and Star Cinema. They showed the perennial classic, Grease, on the side of the Mason lodge in Stayton. Jeff Mexico, owner of the Star, graciously agreed to let me take his picture while he set up the projector.
Several people came, [...]
I finally remembered to take my tripod with me last night when I decided to take a few night shots. I know, you’re very impressed.
The above sign is from the Church of Christ on Washington St. in Stayton. I love how it is backlit, casting the light around the sign. It’s a lovely effect. If [...]
This is Mac, a horse which belongs to my brother’s neighbor. He (the horse, not my brother or his neighbor) is wearing a fly mask to keep pesky little bugs off his face. That got me thinking.
One of the joys of having hands is that I can scratch an itch as it occurs, but if [...]
The west end of Stayton is mostly industrial. The freight train above was sitting prettily just off of Wilco Rd., the main road through the industrial section, with the setting sun casting a lovely golden glow on the train’s exterior.
Yes, I said the train was “sitting prettily.” Because it was.
An update to yesterday’s Smoke Plume [...]
The above shot of a very large column of smoke was taken west of Stayton along Shaff Rd. I haven’t been able to find any online news sources with information about it, so I’m not sure exactly where it was burning or what the cause of it was. I do know it was somewhere southeast [...]
So there I was, taking photos on a small bridge on 2nd Ave. in Stayton, when I looked down and saw a little yellow tennis ball floating down the creek. It turned out to be my favorite photo I took that day. In fact, I felt kind of special that I was the only one [...]
Way back in the day — the fall of 1988 to be exact — I began my freshman year at the public high school in Stayton. The photo above is the front of the gymnasium, a place I tried to avoid, despite pesky physical education requirements.
It was at that school I took one year of [...]
Next to the Methodist Church featured the other day is a rusted old shed sitting in the middle of a nifty golden field. I have no idea what the shed is used for — to store farming equipment, I’m guessing. Dunno.
The thumbnail at right is another view of the field and shed. It just sits [...]
Note: I didn’t originally intend to write what I did below. It just kind of happened. It’s not directed at anyone, it’s just my opinion, and it’s what I happened to be thinking when I decided to post the above photo. Don’t worry, I won’t make this sort of thing a habit.
At the edge of [...]
When I was a kid, oh so long ago, playgrounds had slides made of metal. On hot days, the slides would heat up and burn the backs of your legs, whether you were wearing shorts or pants. And if you were wearing shorts, by golly, you’d stick to the dang things, no matter what the [...]
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