Yes In My Back Yard

More or less. Just down the road, actually.

Minutes from our home. Cool stream, verdant mossy rocks, decaying logs.

Did I mention the spectacular new playground just yards away that my son loves? He climbed his first cargo net today and slid down the big-kid slide.

Then threw stones in a shallow pool and took a hike up a muddy path and across a foot bridge where he peered between the slatted rails to see the miniature whitewater below.

On second thought, it’s not so great here.

If you don’t already live in Portland, don’t make plans to move. It’s not as great as I make it sound. No need to crowd the place.

I’m talking gibberish.