Portland, is composed of counties, and one of those counties is Multnomah County. This county is a leader when it comes to rules and regulations relating to the environment. In Multnomah County plastic bags – the grocery store variety – are illegal. So I have discovered, there is an underground market in these bags. They …
Author Archives: The Chronicler
The Banner
The new banner, of a Portland bridge is now visible to those of you who receive this by email. Thank you Ann deWT for the photo. It is such an iconic picture, yet it isn’t. Thank you Brian B for making it all happen.
Bow Down?
Simply priceless. This was Sunday morning on the way to Church. That in itself is an event, one upon which I will not be commenting.
The Weather
It is more apparent here. It is gray.grey.overcast.misty. Am staying in a residential area, in the city, and it is so quiet! I mean quiet!
Another City…
… The City has been replaced by the city…I am cast in a play in a theatre in this new city. and will be here for a few months, so decided to treat you all to what life is like for the folks out here. Much less public transportation; lots of driving! Stay tuned!
Happy Thanksgiving – part 3
When the water in the saucer for the pots on the fire escape is frozen solid, that is a signal that it’s too cold to stand along the route for the Macy’s parade. You can enjoy it on television like most everyone else.
Happy Thanksgiving – part 2
This man is composing poems on an old typewriter. His sign says, take a picture, leave a tip. Thought that was a fair exchange. I did wonder, however, where he managed to find ribbons for the machine.
Happy Thanksgiving!
With the holidays come ingenious ways to earn money. This man, painted all in copper color, never moved, in fact appeared to be asleep. I was somewhat concerned about what the paint was doing to his body as it seeped through his skin. But he deserved the monies he collected, for keeping the broom in …
Words Fail Me
In my life span I have seen four persons die. Today was another. I was one block from my apartment when I happened upon the scene. I knew he had just fallen by the stunned group gathered around him. And I knew he was dead by the way his body was planted on the sidewalk. …
Another One of those Moments
After theatre, was standing at a bus stop, with a friend, waiting for her bus to arrive. As we chatted, she noted how often women stepped in front of us, to hail a cab. Made sense, I said, wide open space, no parked cars. Three young girls, possibly foreign, suddenly stepped off the sidewalk beside …