Author Archives: The Chronicler

There will be more to come.  Streets of houses dressed up for the season.

Rehearsals are late in the day, and the drive home is in the dark.  Yesterday, took a wonderful back route, over the hills and through the trees on a 2 lane road. [An amazing attribute of Portland is the West Side of town with it’s wooded areas covering the hills.]  Arrived at the top of …

Continue reading “Dire Fog”

This was an experience that I haven’t encountered in a looong time.  Driving in fog the density of pea soup.  At night.  I forget what it feels like and how the headlights bounce off the walls of the fog and oncoming cars are distorted by their lights and the middle lines fall away as do …

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At night, upon my bed:  no sirens, no one talking and walking under my window, no bottles being collected, no trash collection, no free-lance recyclers going through the bags, no beeping horns, no dogs barking, no bright lights.  How do I ever sleep?

All of another sudden, a new bridge span.  The last ‘new bridge’ #11 crossing the Willamette River opened in 1973.  This one will open in 2015.  It is for all traffic but cars.  The span is visually beautiful.  I am having trouble finding a good picture of what it looks like at present… but the …

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Driving along, thinking my own thoughts, minding my own business and I look to the right out the passenger side window, and there it is, Mount Hood, an arms length away!  Like a singular alp mountain, just rising up before your eyes.  It is hard to describe, except imagine, driving down the road and suddenly …

Continue reading “All of a Sudden!”

two different malls, and I have not encountered a Salvation Army bell ringer.  Are they to be seen and heard somewhere?

… of those, who speak of the weather more than religion and politics. It happens in such a short time!

courtesy of last week’s new yorker.  who told them.

Now how beautiful is that.  This is early morning at the crack of dawn.