Tuesday we got the fobs, they don’t use keys these days, to our apartment in the Pearl District of Portland, a world and two centuries away from La Thebauderie in Normandie. Tricia’s view today, and her views two years ago. We like the Pearl, it has a bit of a Paris feel. The streets are…
Tag: Oregon
Back in the PNW
For those unfortunate folks who have never had the chance to visit Oregon or Washington, PNW stands for the “Pacific Northwest” – this is arguably one of the most beautiful parts of our world. Our journey from Avignon began on October the eighth, it took us to Dijon in the wine country of Burgundy, on…
Time in Oregon
We exchanged the warmth of San Diego for the cold of Oregon. Our first stop was Newberg to spend time with Alexis and Joe. We stayed at an Airbnb called “The Little Red House.” Apparently it has some historical significance, what I remember the most is that it was cold. It has been cold most…
Nostalgia in Independence, Oregon
When I was young, 8-10, I would spend a week every summer with my grandparents in Independence, Oregon. My grandpa drove a Union 76 oil delivery truck. On the day he delivered to the farms I got to ride along. The highlight was stopping at a little store on a narrow road, grandpa always got…
Winter sunrise and Mt Hood
The first half of my life I lived in Oregon. Mt Hood and it’s trails were home and even today are frequently in my thoughts. Sitting tonight in front of the fire I did a painting, winter colors are amazing.
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