I wandered alone through the snowy woods, lost in thought, the heavy snow muffling my every footfall. Except these snowy woods were actually my snowy neighborhood. Not so romantic!
Category: Street & Travel
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Snowy Siskiyou
I used to think all city neighborhoods were a desert of brick and concrete and asphalt so I was surprised when we first started looking at neighborhoods in Portland to see so many tree-lined streets, such as Siskiyou Street here. I didn’t walk across Siskiyou much in the first seven years we lived here, just occasionally on trips to the store, as it is to our north and the train station for the light rail I take to work is to our south. In the last eight years however I’ve crossed thousands of times, as while it isn’t on the way to the train station, it is on the way to the dog park.
It doesn’t usually look like this though.
The Snow Man
We rarely get much snow here in Portland so our snowmen tend to be rather diminutive, so I was tickled when walking Ellie that we had both big snow and a big snowman, the kind I had heretofore only seen in the movies. It was because I stepped over to take this picture that I turned around and got this picture of the saddest dog in the world.
The Library is Open
A number of houses in our neighborhood have these little lending libraries, I was pleased to see this one open even in the heavy snow.
None Shall Pass
Ellie and I were on our way home when the heavy snow had folded tall branches down over the sidewalk. “Looks like nature itself has blocked our path, pup, we’ll have to find another way forward.”
“It’s the Mines of Moria for us then?”
“Let’s try the street first, there are no cars coming. Still, be on the lookout for a Balrog!”
“I’m not worried!”
“My brave and faithful Ellie!”
“I can run faster than you.”
Me Too
“I wish you, the person reading this finds love and happiness.”
“I wish for all dogs to have a loving home.”
This one found a loving home and brought love and happiness with her.
As the snow continued to fall I wanted a picture of Ellie beside the Wishing Tree, one of my favorite places on our walks, as my wish was for her to have at least one more chance to play in the snow. So maybe I wished a little too hard and that’s why we ended up with this unusually heavy snow in January. We made the best of it, the pup and I, I’ll never forget that day.
My Subaru Goes Incognito
Nice try little Crosstrek but the wheels still give you away.
Home Sweet Home
Hard to believe we’ve lived here for 15 years, the time has gone by quickly. The house itself is probably 90 years old and has been a great home for us.
The Cheery House
Ellie and I frequently pass by this cheery yellow house on our longer walks but I’ve never loved it more than when I saw it covered in snow.
Boolie 