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April 12, 2008
One of those days
I took the Max downtown today, the first really warm and sunny weekend day since about October, and everyone in Portland seemed to have the same idea. It was standing room only. People were smiling, making eye contact, talking to strangers, wearing shorts and short sleeves and skirts.
On a street corner outside the library, a group of well dressed men started singing a hymn. As others recognized the tune, several stopped and joined in song. The group grew, men singing and smiling in a circle on the corner. All around people who didn't know the words were clapping and grinning and falling in love with the city after a long, cold, damp, isolated winter. This is why we live here.
The farmer's market was swarming with foodies, which it always is. It's early in the year, and we haven't started to hate the bustle of the crowd just yet. Instead, we jostled one another with joy in our short sleeves and sunshine. Who cares about a few bruises when it's warm and the rain isn't falling? Who cares if it's too early for tomatoes? Who cares if everything's sold out but kale and cauliflower? It's a glorious day!
Later, at home with the windows open and a mild breeze ruffling the pages of my book, I laid back on the couch and tried to read. Instead I napped.
At dusk we made a social call. Morgan was juggling and standing on his hands. Robin was spinning enormous poles. Playing circus, they called it, as they put away their toys and we all sat down together to share a moment of our lives.
Posted by Courtney_Sherwood at April 12, 2008 11:31 PM