Sunday, May 16, 2010
Yesterday, Brian and I had our free Saturday all planned out. We were going to make a trip to the dump, take some stuff to the Deseret Industries trailer, and clean the garage. All worthwhile things, don't you think? Brian went down to work, as he usually does on Saturday morning, planning to bring home the big blue cube van so we could do our chores. That's odd. The van wasn't there. He checked with his employees that might have borrowed it. Nothing. It led us to the conclusion that this dear old friend, one that has been used and used by so many people for so many different things, must have been stolen.....??? I don't know. I hope not. It is a puzzle.
Well, so much for our anticipated day of work... To heck with it. Let's do something fun!
For years we have driven past the Maryhill Museum on the edge of the Columbia River Gorge. We had heard good things about it. Wondered about it. Were curious about it, especially the Stonehenge Monument that stands nearby. We decided to go see it. It really wasn't that far away, and all we had was time.
The drive was beautiful, the museum was fascinating, but the most unexpected surprise, in a day filled with surprises, was what we found as we walked the grounds of the museum.