i should live in portland

this morning graced me with my favorite weather…misty, in the upper 50s, no wind. i was stunned by how our trees still look like winter…but don’t look away, green life is coming, i know.

spring trees looking like winter

6:45 in that early morning light hidden by the blanket of clouds made the green that was there seem extreme…extreme green…

morning rain on spring growth

i grabbed my coffee, went to the porch and watched people more awake than i get on with their day…i wonder where they are going.  i wonder if they are settled.  i wonder if they ate.  i wonder if they are hopeful.  and i long for them to know all those things.

coffee and cars

the sound of birds calling and cars on water, the smell of rain and exhaust, the feeling of warm in my hands and the near prickle of rain on my arms…a morning broken well.

is it like this every day in portland?

10 thoughts on “i should live in portland

  1. good for you. i’m glad you were aware enough to feel that moment with all your senses, and deep in your mind. i love it when these moments soak in.


  2. Nice.
    I have experiences like this all the time, however, I would never in a million years be able to articulate my thoughts as beautifully as you do.
    Bravo for living the moment fully and having the communication skills to share it with all of us. Thanks for that!


  3. I could handle this if the sun almost always came out by noon or so.

    I am a sun child.

    I don’t know about portland, I think you may be right, but I think Seattle is definitely like this. I do love the smell of rain!!!


  4. Okay. So seeing that picture of the cup of coffee… did you think, “oh! Blog post!” and run in and get your camera? Or even, “I don’t know if this will be a blog post, but I must get a picture of this?” because last night? I spent, like, 20 minutes taking pictures of dice and a Homer Simpson figuring JUST for these reasons.

    Oh, and I love mornings that.


  5. Ha!

    So often I want to remember slices of life. I want to remember pieces of what I see… I can’t wait to see how an experience can be captured in still form.

    Oh yeah, 20 minutes on dice. Been there.

    : )


  6. Portland is like that right now at least. Grey and cool. No tomato planting for another couple of weeks, despite the starts that sit patiently on my porch (and get pulled inside at night). We had beautiful 70 degree weather last weekend that tricked me (and 20,000 of my closest friends) into buying tomatoes at the farmers market.


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