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something to be said for persistence

it's been raining in portland. a much grander display than anything from last year. twenty-five of the past twenty-six days have included rain and no sunshine. the land, normally so proud of its capacity to withstand it, has been overtaken and defeated. ground: 1 water: 25.

our dog, Montana, knows nothing else. how good that would be, to only have known a wet portland winter - not dreaming of the oregon summers and the accompanying expeditions to the river and secret waterfall and juniper desert. he wouldn't understand why coffee addiction grows so dramatically during these months, why people gripe at each other on the bus, why that mildew smell is abnormal.

last night, as peter and I were taking a walk through sellwood, we found that we didn't notice the rain. it's become our new normal. in fact, it also freshens the outside air, makes the river rise to alarming (albeit interesting) heights, and coerces our front white rose bush to produce.

posted by jessica @ 1:20 PM