This summer we lunched at a pristine lake in the
mountains 23 miles above Ashland, Oregon. Hard to
believe the contrast of this paradise to being at home
in the sizzling hot Nevada desert.
During lunch I fell in love with the Red Chairs on the
restaurant's deck and asked myself why I have lived
in the desert since 1952? The answer ~ my family,
friends and a fabulous old building called
the Boulder Theatre.