Flooding Richard's post with flowers

Hello everyone.  My final installment of our trip on the coast.  The B & B we were at was urban, I had thought Astoria was another small town.  It isn't.  But the flowers were beautiful.  I doubt that Richard even saw them  There was also a monument on a lot next door that advertised the spot of the first PO west of the Mississippi.
I am typing this at the Portland Airport.  I'll be seeing Mom in a week when she flies north, and Richard in about 3 weeks.  As we were driving to the airport I saw some motorcycles in front of us. After a week of riding in the Ural I felt left out riding in a car.  I wanted to wave and be waved back.  One of the joys of riding was waving at the pedestrians gawking at the Ural and watching a big smile grow on their face.  I like making people happy.
I hope the beauty of these pictures puts a smile on your face, too.

The small windows on the top right was our room.