The Oregon Garden Part 2

Dear Liza,

We sat on that bench for a while, cooling off and enjoying the views. We checked the map and saw that we were at the edge of the Rediscovery Forest. We headed in.

The Rediscovery Forest

This is a person-planted forest, and is used to study different types of forest management. But it looks and smells just like the forests I grew up camping in. We walked between wide-spaced pine trees, watching jays zoom through the dappled sunlight, and inhaling the sweet pine smells.

We walked through the forest and out the other side, heading towards The Wetlands. This is a series of ponds that step down the hill, and is the largest construction in the Garden, but is well disguised. These natural -looking ponds take treated water from the Silverton City Water Treatment plant and use it to a create a wildlife sanctuary which is home to thousands of birds, frogs, and other animals. As the water flows downhill between the ponds, it becomes cleaner and cleaner, until it is ready to be used for watering the rest of the Garden.

Looking downhill over the ponds

About this time, we all realized we needed some time off our feet. Fortunately, Grandpa Nelson always knows where the snack bar is! We got some cold drinks and sat at a shady picnic table, listening to the birds and the breeze, feeling our energy return.

We pulled out the map to see what was next and noticed something called The Signature Oak on the other side of the Garden! “Can we go clear over there?” I asked. We figured out how to go through gardens we already knew to make a shortcut, and headed off. We passed back through the Conifer and Children’s Garden, and by the Market Garden.

We walked under a curving arbor covered with grapevines, and came out on the opposite side of the Garden! There in front of us was The Signature Oak, 99 feet tall, 22 feet in diameter at the base, and an estimated 400 years old. We could see that it had suffered some damage in the spring storms, but it was still magnificent.

The Signature Oak

We headed back down the hill, getting to the end of our second wind. There were other wonderful parts of the garden we passed, but just didn’t have the energy to explore. We decided we would leave the Northwest Garden and the Sensory Garden for our next visit; maybe when you come up!

By this time we had gone below the entrance, and had to climb a bunch of steps back up. Oh, man!

We took a few pictures of a small waterfall, got back in the car, and Auntie Bridgett drove us home. What a wonderful adventure!


Grandma Judy

South to Silverton

Dear Liza,

A Perfect Day for Adventure!

Wednesday was the one day this week predicted to be sunny, so we took that day off and headed south to Silverton. Silverton is a small city about an hour south of us. We have gone there to visit the Silver Falls State Park and hike the trails. We also went there for the Homer Davenport Cartoon Festival a few years ago.

One of the reasons I love going to Silverton is that the drive there is so pretty. We go past Christmas tree farms with lovely rows just waiting for the holiday. Cows and horses, goats and even alpacas look peacefully out at us as we drive by. Rows of lavender, grapes, and filbert trees cover the hills. Barns and chicken coops in different stages of collapse stand at odd angles.

This time, we were heading to a different adventure. But first, lunch! Grandpa Nelson, as our Idea Guy, found just the right spot; The Milltown Pub, listed as a ‘historic’ building just on the edge of town. I must admit, it didn’t look very promising from the road, just a one story brown-ish building set in a small parking lot.

But as soon as we walked through the side gate, we were glad we had come! We heard a small waterfall and saw flowers. There were tables with large umbrellas and chirping birds.

Peonies and Lilies in the Garden at the Milltown Pub

Grandpa Nelson went inside to check in while we chose a table in the garden.

Dancing Frog and waterfall…

We ordered our salads, sandwiches and fries from the friendly waiter and sat, listening to the birds and one noisy frog, over by the pond. The sun was warm and the breeze just barely moved the leaves. It was like Heaven.

When our lunch arrived, it was delicious. We ate and chatted and rested up for the adventure yet to come, our main destination for the day, The Oregon Garden.

Flowers at the Entrance

And next week, I will tell you all about it!


Grandma Judy