Alexis, Ian, and Taylor put me up for two days and it was SO good to catch up with old friends. Ian, Taylor, and Julie gave me a little taste of Portland by bike. We pedaled our way to Powell's Books. Overwhelming. I could have lived in there and never been able to get enough. Someday I think I will attach some extra shelving to my bike and have a rolling library. Fueled back up on local beer and food and then hit the Rose Garden. Rows and rows of varying shapes, colors, sizes, smells. All beautiful. It had just started to make me feel like I was in Alice in Wonderland when I went even further down the rabbit hole... Julie and I came across a tea party! Three people (Nicole, Shane, and Alison) had set up a little spot for tea and were inviting any and everyone to join them and chat about what stresses (or de-stresses) them in life. So of course we had a cup of tea. Nicole and Shane are driving around the country having these tea parties! (Soon to be in San Francisco - keep your eyes open for the moving tea pot!) How fabulous. We all got back in the saddle after a nice break among the roses and made our way to a little Cafe on the East Side that shows films... tonight's: "Man On Wire" Ah, psych. I knew something was up when the film started out as slapstick humor in Italian. But the change in plans was very welcome. We ended up watch "Life is Beautiful;" a film about an Italian Jew doing all he can during the holocaust to keep his child and wife happy. Go see it. Please:) I ended my day reading an article in Michigan Blue by Jerry Dennis and I really loved this description:
"A moment is a hard thing to capture. It's elusive and stubborn and impossible to predict. Just when you think you've got one nailed down it blends into other moments, and instead of a memory as crisply defined as a jewel's facet, you have nothing but a vague recollection. But [THAT] moment... was finely etched. It was magical and absolutely unexpected, vivid as a dream, so memorable that it might come back, unbidden 30 or 40 years from now, when I'm in bed, almost asleep, and have long forgotten that I ever witnessed such a scene."
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