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Her Hood of snow
1/12/09 15:35Long time ago, I read a poem--undoubtedly a very minor one, published in the local paper--in which a homesick Oregonian wonders how things are back home. The last line was "Does Oregon still wear her Hood of snow?"
Well, she does.
( Mt. Hood today. )
I took an emergency sanity-saving bike ride this afternoon because it's SUNNY outside--perfectly, cloudlessly sunny. In December. Not all that common. Whereas it's uncommonly boring inside. Pedaled down to Waterfront Park, and this is pretty much what I saw. (Didn't have my camera with me, so have a webcam image.)
I'm feeling a good deal more sane now.
Well, she does.
( Mt. Hood today. )
I took an emergency sanity-saving bike ride this afternoon because it's SUNNY outside--perfectly, cloudlessly sunny. In December. Not all that common. Whereas it's uncommonly boring inside. Pedaled down to Waterfront Park, and this is pretty much what I saw. (Didn't have my camera with me, so have a webcam image.)
I'm feeling a good deal more sane now.
