Suburban Life

Dominique and I traveled in Ol' '95 for 1922 miles experiencing some pretty wild weather through the backcountry of six states: Colorado, Wyoming, Montana, Idaho, Washington, and Oregon. Now, Ol' '95 is getting a much need rest in the 'burbs.

Ol' '95 Living on a Suburban Street

Suburban Development

Now, I find myself living in suburban Hillsboro.

There ain't nothing wrong with it; but it is different from where I have been and even from anyplace I have ever lived.
Oh no, I stand corrected; it is very similar to Matthews, North Carolina. I did, however, have to leave Matthews because I longed to see panhandlers on the corner, dumpster pickers in the alleys, and small shops on the streets.

Here in Hillsboro, my living with Aang, Toph, and Steve is fairly relaxed.

AM in the House

A Change of Position

We take a couple walks each day. The first day, I had trouble finding my way home. I couldn't remember the address and all the houses looked similar, the streets ended in cul de sacs or wound in circles.

My Corner in the Suburbs

I took a picture of the intersection to remind myself, but then did not bring either my camera or phone!

You Can Do It Steve

Steve is a 12-yer-old greyhound rescue - as a matter of fact, he was a reject because he wouldn't stay on the track. I have had to shorten his walks. Because of his arthritis, he can't make it up the steps on our return. I know how he feels; as much as I have deteriorated in two years, I shudder to think what my legs and hips will be like in two more years!

Everything is very attractive, neat, and quiet.

Dogtrot through the Backyard

Except when the neighbor dog Ruby comes over to play. There is an open gate with a path worn in the grass from all the dog trotting back and forth. I am not sure they like Grandma very much because I make them play outside instead of in my house. Ruby goes home as soon as I put them outdoors.

With the help of Google Maps and my bicycle, I have found some nice shops at Orenco Station and the metro station less than two miles from my house. There is also a mall and perhaps even a movie theater within biking distance.

Found A Bit of Nearby Shopping

Can Only Mean One Thing

A sign with a black sheep caught my eye - Of Course! a yarn shop. Perhaps I will take a class or just go for the drop-in gatherings.
It doesn't sound like a wild life. I am enjoying just hanging out and not being on the road.

I will be here until June 3, so I plan on getting out and about a bit more to show you some of the sights of Portland and Hillsboro.