A Sojourn in Green Township

The other day a friend of mine remarked that we were having a Green Township vacation. Okay, that’s one way to look at it . . . it’s not quite as exciting as some of the places we’ve been, but it does have its moments. We’ve gotten together with friends and family a few times, have been having plenty of Skyline chili and Graeter’s ice cream, and the best news is we brought the Scamp up from where it was staying, down with the carnival rides. It’s in the driveway now so we can get it in tiptop shape and ready when we can get back on the road again.

The Scamp enjoyed a short vacation up Harrison way
and made friends with a retired ferris wheel

We’ve been down to Fernbank Park before and after the recent floods, and my sister Amy and I also traveled down to Rabbit Hash, where our friend Bill reported that the second flood brought the water up into the yard; the first flood only made it over the road. Fortunately, though the yard is quite soggy, it didn’t get near the house.

Peak flooding at Rabbit Hash, April 8, 2025. The line of bushes mark
the spot where the front yard ends at the edge of the road. Photo by Bill.

One evening when we leaving Cleves, also down on the river, after having dinner with friends, we saw a delightful rainbow in the sky behind the restaurant. We headed down to Fernbank to see it again (a brief appearance) and then watched a sort of stormy sunset over the river in the other direction as well.

A rainbow was a nice omen one evening after a
stormy day. That’s a telephone pole, not a crucifix,
in the center of the photograph under the rainbow.

I’ve been to downtown Cincinnati a few times while we were here, to the Mercantile Library, which underwent a major renovation recently and now has room for a lot more books, as well as to Findlay Market, a breakfast restaurant called Maplewood. We also had a delightful Mother’s Day late brunch at the 1931 restaurant (formerly the Palm Court) in the Carew Tower’s Netherland Hilton.

So we’ve found plenty of ways to pass the time, but now we are getting itchy to get back on the road and head west. Though we don’t know exactly when yet, I am hoping it will be soon.

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