If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough. Meister Eckhart 1260-1328 Christian Theologian
A lawyer for Mr. Ngo, Harmeet K. Dhillon, did not respond to messages seeking comment, but called out on Twitter to “Antifa criminals” whom she said “I plan to sue into oblivion and then sow salt into their yoga studios and avocado toast stands until nothing grows there, not even the glimmer of a violent criminal conspiracy aided by the effete impotence of a cowed city government.” In Portland, a Punch and a Milkshake Rumor Feed a Fresh Round of Police Criticism
It’s so easy to stereotype, to label and to make bold and aggressive statements.
I practice yoga and I eat avocado toast.
I work. I listen. I pay taxes. I vote.
I don’t know everything but I do know that there are at least two sides to every story and sometimes what may appear as obvious is not.
I woke up early. I did not want to get up but I did convincing myself that I would feel even worse staying in bed.
I forced myself to dress, go downstairs, make a cup of coffee, drink some water and sit by the fire for a few minutes. This routine is how I start most of my days and have for years.
This is my comfortable “rut”. Continue reading “Music, Familiar”
The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in the mind at the same time, and still retain the ability to function. F. Scott Fitzgerald, American Novelist
The bagels at Spielman Bagels are delicious.
There’s nothing like lox, a bagel and cream cheese with a side of capers and tomato slices.
This morning, I enjoyed my nosh with a strong cup of coffee. Love the artwork!
To think that I used to buy bagels from the grocery store, toast them and eat them with cream cheese and jelly.
Now that I have discovered real bagels, there is no turning back.
I could eat them everyday!
Thank you Spielman Bagels!
Reading this article in the Wall Street Journal (WSJ) this morning made me happy.
Chagrin or a frown is my usual response to business articles in the WSJ.
Not their fault, just the nature of the beast.
As sure as the day breaks in Portland, you will find me sipping a cup of hot coffee.
On warm days, I sit on the patio with Ginny, my Goldendoodle, who wonders when we are going for her morning walk.
In the winter, we sit by the fire listening to soft music. If it is raining, Ginny is much less interested in going for a walk. She is a fair-weather girl!
Rose City Coffee
In my cup you will find Rose City Coffee. Rose City Coffee
The people are lovely, The coffee is great. I take it on trips. I give it as gifts.
The owner, Christie, has created warm welcoming spaces at both of her locations in southeast Portland.
Rose City, I love you too! Lori
I never imagined that cooling my home in summer would be an issue in Portland, Oregon. I counted on a few hot days and then, back to cooler days and nights!
After several overcast days, sunny skies returned on Mother’s Day to Venice.
It was perfect weather to explore Abbot Kinny Street. Continue reading “Mother’s Day in Venice”
At a recent art show at The Ford Building in Portland, Oregon I picked up this card.
One side had this picture.
Interesting, but I was intrigued by the flip side. Continue reading “The Yellow Chapel”