Summer in Portland is a unique time. A time when certain activities that would otherwise be deemed impossible, shied away from, or thought of as insane, are perfectly acceptable, enjoyed pastimes.
For instance:
Running through a fountain, or standing in a small pool of untreated water.
[Ramona Quimby, the Beverly Clearly Fountain, Grant Park]
Playing the drums in an uncovered area.
[NW 13th ave, The Pearl]
Blowing bubbles in the rain.
[Harrison, Oaks Park, Sellwood]
Jumping in mountain run off waterfall water, not in a wetsuit (albeit with a certain amount of apprehension).
[Pamela and myself, Oneonta Falls, the Gorge]
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yeah for moving to south carolina!! (that in response to your last post) and in response to your comment, thank you! i am feeling a little better, and a visit from two darlings(robert morrison mcalister and your very own schrecky) made my convalescence much better. that and playing very intense 4 person wii tennis. :-)
i'm getting excited about this fall!!
that picture is super trippy.
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