the hawthorne bridge
so i went back to the docks to find my babushka. but she had been replaced by a blue heron, sitting grandly on one of the pylons. when i walked by, it didn't even flinch (it must have been tamed). i stood near it and we watched the hawthorne bridge raise as it mysteriously does every day at 1:07PM (i don't understand this - no boats are coming through, and i can't see anyone doing work on the bridge. i just wonder if the bridge operator is bored and enjoys the power he has to stop most of portland in its tracks).
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i could not stay away...
i hijacked the blog i told kempe to start he of coarse never posts...but in the future i envision a dynamic page with adam and noah posting as well...
check it
jkempe.blogspot.com
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