Dear Mr. Maybe
Dear Mr. Maybe,
So we’ll leave for Montana. Leave responsibilities behind for the road and for photographing large things (the bitterroot….the sequoia…the sky). For exclaiming when we see a triple-long trailer or a waterfall disappear into thin air (the wind is fierce). For driving until we can drive no more and waking up on a strange floor. For another birthday away from home (Ohio, England, Mississippi, Texas, Missouri/Nebraska, now Montana). That makes six years in a row, turning an unfamiliar age in an unfamiliar place.
Miss Columbia
riot on an empty street
today....75 degrees, middle of march (still dead of winter in ohio)....i find the gentle ukranian woman fishing down by the pier...i sit there for a while and listen to a couple refer to the geese as "big duckies" (i inwardly groan - even though if i'm not really one to talk since i get waterfowl confused with fish all the time)....once they leave, the hawthorne bridge starts to raise AND the ukrainian woman caught a fish - at the same time. it was at most 5" long....i got so excited and went over to try to talk with her....apparently she eats the fish for dinner and only fishes when it's warm.....
what a great day. i'm going to walk home from work, i'm in such a good mood.
kings of convenience last night - there were signs plastered on the walls saying "due to the quiet nature of the band, please keep your noise to a minimum", which was a really strange flyer to have out during a show. but once they got on stage, they started off by saying "we are a quiet band" and began their first song of the set.....a drunk girl in the front then started laughing really loud. much like when pastor mabrey used to stop the service for adolescents giggling in the back pew, kings of convenience stopped playing and looked at her.....waiting for her to be quiet. beautiful.
st. helens
the other day mount saint helens did her thing....but myself, and the rest of the riders on the #14 were apparently oblivious to the exploding mound of earth slightly to our left. i wish i'd seen it - there's something about seeing the earth figuratively breathe....or maybe it's angry at portland. there are so many things i love about this place....and so many things that make me think its sodom and gommorah.
kings of convenience comes tonight to doug fir - it will be refreshing to hear some live music after winter's drought.....
jason and kimberly come saturday, and they'll bring the kind of comfort that only long standing friendships do.....
one week from today we leave for montana. i've missed the long roads.....
