Last Pictures from Portland

Sadly, my pictures of the costume ball aren't the best; the low lighting made many blurry, but it's no matter, you'll see many from better photographers.  Here's a selection of mine, though.

This one of Carol Medine Moss and Elaine Bander is rather charming.

Jerry Vetowich, Nili Olay, and Syrie James

Maskless me, and Lee Ridgeway

Shady ladies

A gentleman who asked to be photographed with me...

Jane Austen and sea monster

The dance

Laurie Viera Rigler, Carla Washburn, Marsha Huff

With Christy Somers of the Janeites list

Sunday morning, the conference closed with the traditional brunch, and a panel entitled "Dispute without Mayhem," in which Joan Ray, Philip Williams, and I, refereed by Kimberly Brangwen, attempted to conjure up witty arguments about Northanger Abbey.  I was a bit nervous, not being one who can think on my feet (I used to need a pen, now need a computer), but it seemed to Do.

The panel:  Kimberly Brangwin, me, Joan Ray, Bill Phillips

Afterwards, my friends Kay and Lindley (from the Piffle list), picked me up at the hotel and took me to Kay's Beaverton home.  We had lunch at a family restaurant called Elmer's, where I had wild salmon and chips, with really excellent fresh salmon.  I enjoyed meeting Kay's six delightful cats, and we went for a walk to the beaver dam behind her house.  I am afraid I was really too tired (can't imagine why!) to be very good company, but it was lovely seeing these good friends...and then I flew home to such a rapturous welcome from Peter, Paul, and the three cats, that I don't know why I ever go away.  Here are a few pictures from the Beaverton visit, to round off my journal.

The morning after.

One of Kay's cats sitting on a camel saddle

Kay and her shy tortoiseshell cat

Kay and Lindley near the beaver dam

And that's Portland, folks!