Happy Father’s Day to any fathers reading this! Bob and I had a relatively quiet weekend. Saturday morning we headed for the Farmers Market that is held weekly in the parking lot of the Redding City Hall. It wasn’t large, but it was fun to peruse the market and the grounds of City Hall, where they have a sculpture park. Very nice!
In the afternoon, we went to the historic Cascade Theater. They had a series of three dance recitals going on by a local dance company. Not something we would normally go to, not being parents or relatives of the dancers, but we wanted to see the inside of the theater and thought it might be interesting. I would describe it as a cute hot mess — sometimes cuter and sometimes hot messier. In any case, it didn’t seem like there had been much teaching going on in the classes, as the instructors usually performed with the students and seemed to serve as a reference point for those old enough to realize they should be following them. The age of the performers ranged from four maybe to teens. All well made up, as I guess that is what you do. The most surprising part was the audience “participation.” In between performances, the auditorium would go dark to change the set or something— not ever really much set to be changed. During this time, the parents or other relatives would yell out the name of their child, as if it was a wrestling match or something. Anyway, we were glad to get to see the theater and experience a little local color.
Today, we got back into normal mode for us and did a 2 hour hike up and down the Chamise Trail. It provided great views of the Sacramento River and the Shasta Dam.
Bob is making Pasta in Squid Ink Sauce tonight. It’s one of our favorites. We buy the squid ink packets from Amazon, when we’re someplace long enough to order (not Prime members). I am a spoiled woman.
Peckish Travels 