‘Flying through the north-east neighbourhoods, up and down Going street—to the city in search of inspiration, and then back to the base, tipsy, nearly cruising into parked cars. Cities feel different on bikes.’ – July 2016, Portland.
A good perch
Farmers Market, a taste of local flavors.
Wealth in any community comes from its people and their efforts to beautify every member.
Rain's finally here again, after one of the hottest summers I've had in the city, a comfort of home.
...and this is how I found out Ornette Coleman has died...
We started the walk in bright sun and a light breeze. I convinced myself that the dark clouds in the distance were blowing away from us. I was wrong. Wet dog, wet human.
Graffiti and Ghost Signs
early blossoms greet/ old towering evergreens/ back 2 work 4 me!