I had lunch with a friend yesterday. She's a fellow blogger who is just getting started putting those things that roll around in her mind down onto the keyboard. I mentioned that I felt like I have run out of things to write about. My statement about myself really bugged me all afternoon. If my friend reads this, I know she'll totally get it. We are kindred spirits in many ways.
So I went back into my photos and found this pic from May 2009, our first summer here. I think I shot this on our first long motorcycle ride to Bickleton. We were heading home and stopped to stretch our legs.
The funny thing about the photos I take is that I have this amazing memory for all the "conditions" surrounding it. This particular day was warm and breezy. I remember looking down the gorge at the Columbia River and thinking, "Now, THIS is a river!!!" Having moved here from Yuma, Arizona, where the not-so-mighty Colorado River trickles through town and should really be called a creek, I was glad to get to see the enormousness of this place. We actually have three rivers running through the Tri-Cities. The Yakima and Snake rivers are just as beautiful.
I love the Tri-Cities. Winters here are mild and can get kind of long but next week is April and I survived.
What do you love about where you live? Do tell.