After dropping off my bags, showering, changing into a comfortable floral sundress, I head to my favorite first spot. Where else…Boston Beach! Nothing gets me in sync with Portland faster than that early evening visit to Boston Beach.
Normally, O’Neil parks at the beach, then walks back to the jerk center for my goodies. He stopped in front this time so I snapped a few pictures. I like this one of the people in the rearview mirror.
I can now begin to slowly exhale. …aaahhhhh this suits my soul perfectly. The evening is as calm as I imagined it to be however, the scene is more beautiful than I prayed it would be.
