An Afternoon at Edgefield

Sunday, September 28, 2008
Edgefield hosted "Another Portland Oktoberfest" today, and since it not only featured a plant sale (estate-grown plants), but live music with free admission, it sounded like a great way to spend a Sunday afternoon.



We stopped for coffee along the way. I still feel sad when I stop at this Starbucks location, because it used to be my favorite coffee shop of all time--Coffee People. Starbucks just isn't the same in so many ways.



After stopping at our friend and artist Jody's house for the Portland Art Open, we arrived at Edgefield, one of my favorite McMenamin's locations. It has been too long since we've been to Edgefield, and I hope to be back soon. Here Sam and I are, sitting in the herb garden.



From the herb garden, a view of the Edgefield Manor and the red water tower. Edgefield was once the Multnomah County Poor Farm, which " . . . was built in 1911, located east of Portland between the towns of Wood Village and Troutdale. It served as a self-sufficient farm operated by the residents. They raised fruits and vegetables as well as all types of farm animals. There was a dairy, a meat packing plant, a cannery, a laundry, kitchen, and hospital. In 1947, it was turned into a nursing home until it closed in 1982. It sat slowly dilapidating until purchased by the McMenamin brothers in 1990 from Multnomah County. Today the 25 acres and the original buildings have been transformed into a European style village which is well worth a visit" (http://www.temple-baptist.com/history/1943_group_ex.htm).



In the herb garden, overhanging vines provide shade and seclusion.



Another view of the hotel.



The century old water tower.



A room tucked away.



Samuel has lately expressed a genuine interest in gardening and plant names. When we go for walks, he will say, "Mommy, this is what you have in your garden," or ask, "Mommy, what's this one called?" I have been teaching him the Latin names of plants, and he remembers them. Now when we go for walks, he'll say, "Mommy, here's euphorbia!" It warms my heart, and I'm excited to teach him what I know about gardening.



After browsing the plant sale, we listened to Julie McCarl and Friends at the Red Shed while eating lunch.



The music was relaxing, there was a breeze blowing, and the sun was shining. It was a pleasant place to be. I told Landon we should go out and spend the night sometime. We got married at the McMenamin's Grand Lodge in Forest Grove, so I guess the McMenamin's hotels have a special place in my memory.

Sam and I came home and planted a creeping raspberry and sedum we picked up at the plant sale. I love that they were divisions of estate-grown plants. I taught Sam about border plants, and later we planted thirty tulip bulbs. I showed him some bulbs that were already in the ground, and he said the roots growing from the bottom made them look just like octopuses. I had to agree. He later said, "Mommy, the bulbs we planted are first going to become octopuses, then they will become flowers." True, dat.

2 comments:

Kelli said...

My grandma lives right near that McMenamins. It is such a beautiful place.

I couldn't believe Coffee People wasn't there anymore when we were in Portland a few months ago! They were my favorite, also, and I missed them. Do you know why they went out of business?

Kerrie said...

I remember the good old days at Coffee People. Found memories.

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