Summer Nights in Portland
Ahhh, summer in Oregon. We wait all year, biking to and from work, through rain and mud and gusty winds straight from the Columbia Gorge. And now.... paradise.
Balmy breezes blow gently through tall pine trees and shady maples. Explosions of color surround us from the rhodendrons and roses and lilacs and iris. Oregon in the summer is one of the sweetest places on earth.
Greg and I walked down the street to our neighborhood taqueria, "Por Que non?" and soaked up the dulcet evening.
Good dog, Faye!