Mini Vacation

I returned Monday from Ashland, Oregon and the Shakespeare Festival there. I have traveled to Ashland every summer for over twenty years. Throughout the spring, summer and fall, a visitor can choose from a selection of Shakespearean or contemporary plays, take in the beautiful scenery of the Siskiyou Mountains that lie to the West of town, tour countless art and craft galleries, shop, hike, dine, and simply enjoy. Lovely Ashland Creek, with water bounding over huge boulders and languishing in deep pools, meanders through Lithia Park and the town itself. My husband and I walked the paths beside the stream, sharing the space with deer that are quite tame and plentiful. We ventured north one day to Grants Pass, an old community that likely was established in the gold rush days. Through the heart of the town rushes the wide, wild, and beautiful Rogue River, running from the Pacific Ocean far inland. Its banks are home to bald eagles, osprey, swallows, deer, beavers, bears, and myriad forest critters. Salmon and other fish are abundant, and the fishermen and boaters are eager. The place is incredibly beautiful. It was a lovely, peaceful few days, and now we’re home, safe and sound. It’s time to reflect and be satisfied.

Elizabethan Theater, Ashland Shakespeare Festival

Rogue River

Ashland Creek