We made our annual trip to see the Chapman swifts last night. Always magical. There was hardly anyone there, I’m assuming because of the threat of rain. It was perfect viewing until the last few dropped in and the downpour started. It actually made it more fun, we were all soaked to the bone and laughing.
[...] some painting, then a little painting, followed by some painting. Oh, and an evening out at my very favorite Portland tradition. Should be perfect weather. The photo above is a bit of randomness I saw this morning in our [...]