City of Murals

A day trip to the old cowboy town of Toppenish gave me a chance to catch up on local art. The town is covered in murals, one commissioned each year to honor the community's history and culture.

No surprise they call it the "city of murals." Enjoy the mini-tour!

This one was my favorite.

And though it's totally unrelated, let me just share a couple obligatory apple tree photos, from apple capital of the planet. It was a big deal for me, since the branches were bare when I came to visit last December.

Yosemite- Day 4

Last day in Yosemite! I made the decision to exit via the south so we could see the other side of the park and delay our departure by a few miles.

But first, one last look before leaving the valley.

When we reached Wawona and the Pioneer Yosemite History Center.

Just think, this used to be the fancy way to get to the park.

My heart stopped at "stagecoach rides." And at covered bridges and historic structures. Then I just pretended I was Laura Ingalls Wilder.

From inside the old artists' cabin, where we met one of the artists-in-residence.

Little house in ... Yosemite?

The smithy.

Buying tickets for a coach ride at the original stagecoach office. Those windows! The ticket lady! My heart.

The stagecoach ride was bumpy. And dusty!

Our driver- a single, employed man looking for a wife who can cook, sew and has all her teeth. He drinks a little, but he's a catch!

Making friends.

In jail.

I found my room. It looks move-in ready, don't you think?

We hopped on the shuttle to see the redwoods in Mariposa Grove, which I'm a little concerned about. How many more fire scars can these babies withstand?

This guy is known as the Grizzly Giant.

The Bachelor and Three Graces.

One last look before we leave?