Tuesday, June 28, 2011

O Little Town of Pendleton

It's historical all right...because I was born and raised here :)
  This is the start of a series of blogs about my hometown. These are just a few shots from an afternoon walk I took. Unfortunately it was a stormy day but I still got through the center of town and the park before the heavens opened up and it was a very nice time. I love home.
West State Street. Sweet old brick and little shops.



Pendleton Avenue heading to the park. More lovely brick buildings.
Pendleton Travel...Cool I wonder if they do have the best deals in town.
Neato hanging baskets all over downtown
I'm not sure about the deals but they do have pretty poppies outside their building
Entrance to the park. Great spot for reading and people watching...in a not creepy way.

An old pond/birdbath thing that has been there since I can remember.

Another great spot for reading. It is cool and quiet and relaxing.

My little squirrel friend who was talking to me while I was retreating to read and photograph.

I love Flowers


THE FALLS!! okay not that exciting but still :)

3:

1     are those good odds?

Duck Crossing

I enjoy this. Taking random photos


The lighthouses which is a landmark for Pendleton. It is on a ton of old collectors plates. Fun Fact :)

I used to plant flowers in here every spring in preschool. Ah those were the days.


Yay chucks!

I really love orange right now.


Another thing our town is famous for.
And the tree that made us famous for such a... memorable incident.

Brown

Green

The bridge where I got engaged :) happy happy day!!

This slide is the epitome of my childhood

This slide separated the boys from the men. Or in my case the little girls who acted like boys from the  little girls who wore dresses to preschool everyday :)


sweet little shop and eatery in town. Very popular but unfortunately I have never been.

I can't explain it to you but I LOVE this doorknob. My home town is full of perfect little treasures such as these.



Pendleton. Falls Park, the place of my youth. Part 1. The END




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