The weather was absolutely brilliant.
I couldn’t get over how blue the sky was.
We went snowshoeing with friends and there was blue sky.
And we cut down our 4th Christmas tree.
What a week it has already been. I am feeling emotion – on the edge of becoming very weepy. I’ve received very sad news from two very close friends in the last couple of days. I really don’t have many words to describe how I’m feeling. Maybe my photos will be a better illustration of how I am feeling this week. So, I’ll leave it at that.
Today is a day where I’d rather put on my pajamas, curl up in a ball and cry a damn good cry for a few hours or perhaps a few days. Maybe it’s the cancerian mother/friend in me, but I’m feeling very deeply for my friends and their families. I wish I could wrap my arms around them and hold them tight.
I wish we could all be in a place where we could run free in a field filled with irises, dahlias, sunflowers, tall grasses – and the warm sun beating on our sunshiney faces. … Running. free.

…and, then there will be days like this after several weeks of rain, rain, grey, cloudy, rain…
These are the days that feel like the angels have decided to come out and take a look around. “Hey, Angels, … why don’t you stick around for a few months!”

Oh how I love Portland! Back in the early part of September, I spotted this street light strung with an assortment of shoes on the line. Boots, heels, vans, nikes, converse, .. you get the picture. Now, normally I think the password is when a pair of shoes is strung over a street light line that this is the place where drug deals go down. However, I’m thinkin’ that here in Portland this is a simple display of whimsical creativity at its best! Word.
Fast forward to about two weeks ago and I then spotted that sadly enough ALL of the shoes had been removed from this line. What a sad day that was. I cried for hours. Until about two days later (yes, I drive along this route often. no, I am not the shoe stringer), I spotted a new pair. Yay. I heart solidarity. And I bet it won’t be long until several more pairs are strung up again.

Oh how I love Portlanders! Will the real shoe-stringer please stand up, please stand up!
I can’t get enough of the skyline these days. This storm passing through has been incredible to watch. If you didn’t already know, I have a fascination with the sky; the clouds and the shapes that it creates. I think this bike scene is the epitome of the lifestyle and culture that Portland embraces.
I think I’ve made a real storm chaser of myself.