Just another grey day with spitz. That means it isn't raining and it isn't mist. It's spitzing. I think that Noodle likes it this way. His hair is so thick and long that he looks like a sheep dog with 2 inch legs. He and I both need hair cuts.
He has an appointment. I am still unsure where to go.Today , we went to The Old Alcohol Plant, which is a hotel now. The original alcohol plant was started by Ansel Adams grandfather and was in the family for several generations. Ansel's family got little
of the inheritance, but they did try to restore some the property. Nothing much worked and I guess finally the property was sold , as a hotel.It was no longer in the family. Last year, I saw some of Ansel's photo's on display and the blurb on Google
led me to believe that the photos were still there on display. So we made a pilgrimage to see Ansel's photo. There were some signed posters in the lobby, but no more of the original photo's. It was interesting to talk to the manager about the hotels
history and learn that Michael Adam's , a brother of Ansel, will be there in September at a gathering. I think that I will miss it. We also visited the local library which was a Carnegie library. I had nit visited the original Carnegie section before and it
is so beautiful and old fashioned. No talking, dark wood and it smells like books. When we went into the addition, which is where I go for my books, there on display of a recommended book, was a book by Jami Attenberg, "The Middlestein's ". Small world.