On holiday…

We’ve returned from our Winter Break in the desert, Palm Springs to be explicit. There are words and images in the works related to said adventure. But on this Wednesday evening when the only motivation for my son to appear on a semi daily basis at school is the loss of the what appears to be extremely addictive WOW, LOL and the more social Magic the Gathering and my anticipation of dental surgery in the morning which is really about not being able to have coffee in the iv it felt point on to play around with the format of this blog.  The changes are truly minor but daunting when you want to avoid the majority of what one should be focused on.  I’m not sure I like the links appearing way on down, a bit further now, on the page.  The multiple fonts, now that’s a plus.  I leave you with the look, but pleasantly not the sounds of Lawrence Welk.

You can’t unscramble an egg. American proverb

“The mission of Lan Su Chinese Garden is to cultivate an oasis of tranquil beauty and harmony to inspire, engage and educate our global community in the appreciation of a richly authentic Chinese culture.”

That is what the website states.  It was ten minutes before the heavily carved wooden door was swung open as I joined the migration of the other,  all female, bermuda length short wearing expectant visitors, cameras in hand to the garden.  In a decade the Satyricon Nightclub ( legend has it that Kurt met Courtney there) was replaced by  mornings and greenery.  I learned this trip that the club only closed last Fall, the building slated for demolition.  Old Town used to be desolate and this particular morning felt earlier because it was only a mix of tourists and homeless individuals stirring.  This was an oasis of green, full city block, skyscrapers filtering over the top of trees, spurts of street noise patched in.

Portland's Chinese Garden

hints of the city to the left

life beyond the wall

Portland's Chinese Garden

tea for one