day on the road, night in klamath falls
my sister's backyard

the berkeley lady

Robin has an image of what she calls "Berkeley Ladies." I know what she means, even if I can't describe them. It seems odd that we traveled this far from home, and then met a Berkeley Lady. But my sister has a friend who used to live a couple of blocks from us, and now lives in Sisters, and she came to dinner this evening, giving us the chance to finally meet her. She does both Berkeley and Sisters proud; it was a pleasure to meet her.