Yes, those are mountains.
And this is Betsy. She makes jam and is one of the nicest people I have ever met. She recently ran her first 1/2 marathon.
Here she is staring at the lovely view.
My second trip to the sculpture park was with my lovely friend and ex-stand up comedian, Stacia.
She spent the last six weeks in Peru and stopped in to our place for a visit before she moved to Oregon. I haven't seen her for about three years and it was so much fun. I forgot just how much I missed her company. Sniff.
Stacia and I walked around some of the actual sculptures in the park instead of just taking in the view (it was a bit cloudy while we were out and about). I like these big, rusted things. It's cool to walk inbetween these big structures. And I like the fact that their natural reaction to being outside - rusting - is an integral part of the art.
Here's some mini peoples walking around amidst the giant rust things.
And finally. I'm not sure where I saw this scrawled into the sidewalk - but I thought it was a good reminder so I stopped to take a picture.
And if you DO lose your soul - be sure you get something good in exchange like: ice cream, pizza, cheese, 1000 kittens and/or a vat of mashed potatoes.
Do you think it says something about me that 4 out of five items in that list are food.
Yes, I think it does. Snicker.
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