A Beautiful Night
A glorious, golden evening in Portland. 75 degrees at 7pm, breezy and the evening light guilding all the treetops and buildings. The Mr. and I walked down Hawthorne to a tiny cigar bar where we found a sidewalk seat and enjoyed some libations. Excellent brew, excellent service, and the most excellent little wrought iron tables that made me feel as though I were in Cuba. Here is the side of the Bagdad theater in the summer evening light, and once again, here is a brilliant window display at the Red Light clothing store.