My 2nd tall, kraft-colored Citadel spiralbound opened with “May you be inscribed with a good year,” Rosh Hashanah 5737.
Apart from the office, I faced a host of new discoveries.
- The mountains, especially.
- The canyon from Selah to Ellensburg, with its river road as an alternative to the Interstate beside the U.S. Army’s vast firing range.
- The Lower Valley, below the Union Gap, a vast expanse of orchards and more …
- The Reservation, meaning the Yakama tribe, though much of it was laced with Japanese vegetable gardens …
- The metropolis a four-hour or so drive over the mountains.
- Learning to eat crab.
- Maryhill, a quirky museum overlooking the Columbia River and Mount Hood off to our southwest …
- Portland, further along the lower Columbia …
- Gathering the Quaker Meeting …
- My new colleague Zenny and his wife, Wisteria, living a dozen or so blocks away from us.
- Gasperetti’s … gourmet Italian, when we stretched our budget.
- Mount Adams,, which we viewed prominently, was not Rainier, which was easier to drive to and my primary focus of early high-country hiking …
Photo of Mount Adams by Josh Hild at Pexels, as seen from the high country at the fringe of our valley.
Looking back, I see that few in our circle of friends in Yakima were from the place … At the office, a few filled me in …
After my promotion, did my mountains explorations diminish?
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From Spiralbound Cascadia with commentary.
Jnana's Red Barn 