When we left here this morning we went to Yakima. As we entered the town we saw a fruit stand and Pop stopped. He got about a dozen tomatoes and a huge musk melon. As we left the city we started up a barren gorge and when we looked down into the river every so often we would see fishermen. Beyond the next town we entered the pine woods and it was beautiful. Everything was fine until we hit the Sunset Highway that every person from Washington brags about as the most beautiful and best road in the US. Then everything was all wrong. The scenery was beautiful but the roads were terrible. We just struck one detour after another from there until we hit the pavement about forty miles out of Seattle. We bought sandwiches and had our lunch among the big pines and it was really quite romantic. We had planned to get to our destination in Seattle at one thirty or two and it was five thirty or six. We were visiting the Edgar Thompsons. Three girls and two boys all older than I am. Much talking and remembering tonight.
Jane's Notes: Mom hasn't learned her flora and fauna yet for the Northwest. If they were 50 miles east of Seattle, they were out of the pines and into the fir trees.
Found Edgar James Thomson on Ancestry. He lived until 1937 and died in Everett, WA. He was the son of James Wm. Thomson,brother of Ann Wilmina Thomson Howe, our grandmother's mother. Emilie
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