Portland, OR

There’s no catching up at first with the old friend; there’s too much to do and too much to see in one day for all that.

There’s the New Seasons market with its organic produce. There’s the Townshend tea room with its hundreds of jars of tea. There’s the old school bus that sells hot dogs. There’s the restaurant with its tapas and wine. There’s the bicycles. And there’s the vegetable garden, and caprese, and a campfire, and dinner under the stars. And there’s no sense that any time has gone by.

There aren’t any pictures.

July 2009