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Our spring has been late and wet, and though our daffodils have come and gone, as have our tulips, our iris are starting to pop out, so I’ll see if I can’t share some of those with you tomorrow. While I have no garden this year, I do have a few pots of pretty things and right now, that is enough. Mr. Man is still not doing well, but the vet came today and took some blood, so we hope to have some answers shortly, and get him back on the road to happiness. We should all be on that road, don’t you think?
Quote of the day; “Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.” — Iris Murdoch
Big fat raindrops and rumbling thunder
A vet who is simpatico
The pressure of a warm cat against my legs under the blanket
That MKL fixed my lawn mower
I don’t think I’ve ever eaten a brown egg. I’m sure I’ve never eaten a green one. I’ll take two, with a slice of ham.
While my darling daughter has chosen to go somewhere other than Portland State University, we loved how the Portland Farmer’s Market was right in the school’s quadrangle.
Quote of the day: “Probably one of the most private things in the world is an egg before it is broken.” — M.F.K. Fisher
Things that make me laugh
That irises are finally blooming
Letting go of the past
Carmen Miranda earrings
Please send some healing energy in the direction of my beloved cat, Mr. Man. He seems to be ailing, and I have not been able to get ahold of the vet yet, but I am worried.
We love Portland. That the Farmer’s Market is held on Saturdays right in the middle of the Portland State “campus” really made it feel like an intimately integral part of the city itself. And nobody in the whole Farmer’s Market was talking or texting. They were all interacting with each other. And in Oregon, they pump your gas for you. No one has done that for me at a gas station since I was 17.
It’s beautiful. The drive up Hwy. 101 in Oregon was magical. I wish I could have stopped more often and taken more pictures. It is definitely a future destination for MKL and myself. As for now, Kelsea’s and my journey continues…
Highway 101, Oregon.
(Our internet connections have been dicey at best, so I’ll have more to share in a few days).
Who knows what’s behind this red door in the turquoise building in Portland’s Chinatown?
Quote of the day: “We are each gifted in a unique and important way. It is our privilege and our adventure to discover our own special light.” — Mary Dunbar
No, it’s not Texas (are you listening, idiot?). It’s Portland. And it’s another shot in our “C’mon, Spring!!” series.
Quote of the day: “Every spring is the only spring — a perpetual astonishment.” — Ellis Peters
Swearing at the gas pump
My orange cover-up
Being able to support my kindred spirits