Daily biking in Portland
I Last week, I was on my bike stopped at a red light, and another person on a bike pulled up behind me. I’m never sure how much to engage with folks like that as we wait for the light to change; sometimes people just pretend like we’re all in …
Oh my gosh. I don’t know if there’s anything better than a Portland summer. I realize it is ironic that I say this, since I have spent a lot of this summer so far not in Portland, whether for fun travels elsewhere or for work in the Washington woods. But …
I admit it. This happened about a month ago. But sometimes it takes me that long to get to internet things;) . (okay, so it was mortifying to be wearing the same shirt in public, but we did it in the spirit of the “race,” heh. Also, side note, imagine …
One of my absolute favorite things about the extended, all-blossoms-on-deck spring in Portland is how the whole world smells like flowers. I’ll be biking or walking along and all of a sudden I will smell something amazing, and that is a thing that happens basically every day for at least …
