Last Best Place

It’s really amazing, isn’t it, when two people so completely different have the same favorite place? Ours is Timberline Lodge and we stayed there for our anniversary a few weeks ago.

We arrived in the afternoon so there was time for picture-taking (me) and bird-watching (him). Though temps were still warm in the valley, On Mt. Hood, it’s already distinctly fall- windy and brisk.

Every inch of the lodge was hand-built by the WPA during the depression. It’s magnificent and intimate at the same time.

That building is like church to me.

We’ve been there many, many times but never overnight. At night it’s quiet and desolate and you really get the sense that you are someplace magical. 

And this was the view from our window.

 So, of course we’ll be back.