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There is Work to be Done
Yesterday I led Charity and Mrs. Sherlock on a walk to many of my favorite places in the neighborhood up behind where we live. I showed them the mystery house and the house with the tower and th...
Oohing and Aahing
The arbutus is fruiting. Now that I have identified them, I am finding them all over the place. This is the biggest oldest one I have seen here so far. When we walked on Sunday Charity wanted to...
Keep Sane?
This is a vine crawling over the fence surrounding one of the local community gardens this morning. The blue plums are ripening and the jujube fruit across the street. I haven’t seen any figs bu...
A Body Needs A Break Now and Then
Because of the fires and smoke and not getting out as much lately, I am not taking as many photos as usual. I took this Monday on my way to the grocery. I enjoyed the walk, I enjoyed shopping on...
We’re Clear!
There is this cool map on this website called Purple Air that maps the air quality all over the world based on registered gauges spread around the globe. When you bring it up it shows air qualit...
Not Here, Not Now
In the last 7 days I have been outside my place for maybe a grand total of 45 minutes. 15 of those were yesterday when I ran into Charity as I was taking out my garbage. I am proud of her; she w...
Gratitude and Tragedy
As I mentioned on Facebook, here we are at the end of the world as we have known it. Looking out at heavy toxic air. The fires slowly move closer. Everybody here I know, knows someone who has be...
A More Humane Path? Let's Go There
A group of volunteers from our Parks Department came out on Saturday and roped these cool tree identification signs to a variety of trees over in our local park. I admit I had never heard of an ...
A Civic Sliver of Hope
Yesterday morning about 8:30AM, Labor Day here. Yes, the sky is beautiful, and the trees are turning but what this picture is all about is to the left in the parking lot is the secure ballot dro...
Abounding Gratitude
Most Honorable took this shot yesterday with the big SLR and his favorite new(ish) lens. I got a tighter shot of the door. This is the house we were looking for on the street that no longer exit...
All the World’s a Stage
It is clear I have a thing about homes with towers. Maybe 15 years ago I used to take this bus once a week to a part of town I was unfamiliar with to see a Zen teacher therapist and I would go b...
Confidently In the Wrong Direction
The Crepe Myrtles are blooming. I like the lightness, the delicacy, the light here. After a run of good days, Diego and his sensitive system is having a challenging morning. Another day I am ...
Umm, That Democracy Thing? Yeah
A porch on a house in the neighborhood where the occupant doesn’t get out much taken this morning. Here is what I just sent to my Senator and Congressman in Washington. Thank you and your staff...
Research Assistants!
Just in case there was any confusion about it being the end of summer here… Here is a brief description of what I have found out so far about the beautiful historic mystery house at the end of a...
Working On It
On Sunday Mrs. Sherlock was still feeling a bit fragile and so I walked by myself. (She did stop over briefly with Frieda later to drop off the tomatoes she had picked up for me on one of her bi...
A Narcissist, No Not That One, and Her House
The larger community garden this morning. Mrs. Sherlock rescheduled our planned morning walk to tomorrow because her lower back was talking to her after (perhaps excessive) bike riding and gard...
Near Miss, and A Ways To Go
Here we are turning towards fall. In a few weeks there will be the whole array of fall shots but for now we are in the last dry dry days of summer. For next week’s photo in the Sierra Club Enga...
Incremental Adaptation
On Thursday I went out for a walk around the neighborhood with a cloth mask on by myself to get some exercise of course, but mostly to take some pictures so I would have something new to use in ...
The Circle Draws Near
This fuchsia is in Mrs. Sherlock’s wild and wonderful garden. I finally made it over there yesterday and we had a lovely lunch and chat about history, poetry and current affairs. Mr. Sherlock is...
Not Not Depressed
This is all about the light and the fact that the sunflower in the pandemic overgrown garden at the natural medicine school is the first I have seen this season. The local pumpkins are getting b...
A Clear(ish) Sky and a Science Project
Even in the middle of a pandemic and an unfolding and ever-present constitutional crisis there is still beauty in our world. Mt. Hood from “the hill” behind my place about an hour after sunrise ...
Getting Through, With Weeds
Aster, Cocklebur, Plantain, Goosefoot, Lamb’s Quarters, Pigweed, Amaranth, Saltbush, Russian Thistle… These are all the weeds in local concentration out there. I had an intense allergic response...
Crazy Land
A few blocks away is an urban island that holds the school for the neighborhood built 108 years ago and a few other buildings that house our big university of natural medicine. There are a few o...
We're Good
This is from the Eastside Esplanade last weekend. In spite of what you may be seeing on the news, Portland Oregon is not under siege. Yes we have protestors, and yes the demonstrations against p...
The Upside of Limitations
A house with at least 3 apartments built in 1909 that grabs the attention when one walks by. I haven’t been motivated to write much here lately because, (stating the obvious), life in vulnerabl...
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