Sunny spring SUNDAY and mama proposed a walk over to the east side. But I wasn’t in the mood for a super-long walk (I know, how is this possible?) so I thought we’d stay on the west side and explore a bit. Back to hunting sticks! I have found an absolutely fantastic one – bigger…
Looking Up, Looking Down
Tip Toe Through the Tulips…
With MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE… Tulips are EVERYWHERE here in Portland, out for all to see… Every color (except black ones – mama was really looking for some of those really dark-almost black ones and couldn’t find any – yes she’s kind of odd)… Big patches of them… Or just a few swaying in the breeze. Colors intermingling……
Go East, Young Dale
Stumbling Around Portland
Cirque d’Airedale
My Red Raincoat
Reading is Fund-aire-mental
Bring On Da Funk
Friends… Romans… Countrymen… I come to you for advice. My trusty green nylon harness is FUNKY! I suppose that the years of wear along with my recent trips into the Willamette River have caused it to retain a very special funk that mama just cannot remove. Now I know what you’re thinking – BRING ON…