I love that we can live in an apartment in the middle of Portland, 15 minutes from downtown, and have a garden. That makes me happy.
This is a video by Sigur Rós, and those people in the video are an Icelandic drama/dance group called the Perlan Theater Group. The title of the song, Svefn-g-englar means something like "sleep angels".
last night we made chocolate chip cookies while listening to Frou Frou and Sigur Rós, and we had them with Milk and Coffee and then we watched an episode of Friends while we ate them :) It was a lovely evening, and a good end to a nice weekend.
|Making Cookies June 2007|
sometimes I feel like I'm living in a country run by monsters... people with humanoid facades, that if you just peeled back a little of the skin, you would see the monstrosity living underneath... enough to make you sick and vomit.
The Washington Post
This evening after dinner, we drove over to Mt. Tabor Park. We had never been there before, even though the entrance is only like a 10 minute drive from our place... and we were really glad we went. It was really beautiful. Mt. Tabor is an extinct volcano, and apparently Portland is one of only two cities in Oregon with a volcano within city limits, the other being Bend. We walked around a little, and then drove through the rest of the park and back home. The park is kind of situated in tiers going up the hill, with a little section to park and walk around, then road up to the next tier with basketball courts and a little amphitheater, then up to a picnic area and really cool playground area, then over the peak of the mountain and back down the other side. The weather was perfect, as it was mostly clear out, but with some beautiful clouds, and it was warm, but not hot, so it felt so nice to be outside and to walk and drive around. Here are some pictures :)
This is a wide view of SE Portland and downtown from the park.
A little bit closer view of the main part of downtown, with what is probably Hawthorne in the middle there.
The lower reservoir with a little fountainy thingy in the middle.
That's Franklin High School in the distance over on Division.
The new buildings on the waterfront, with the Veterans Hospital up on the hill behind. You can just see the tram lines off to the right going up the hill.
A pulled back shot of pill hill.
The water flowing into the reservoir.
This is the fence that goes all around the reservoir.
These were just hanging out by the side of the path that goes around the reservoir. They are quite happy.
Thistles are kind of cool looking - kind of the sea urchin of the flower world. The color is really cool too.
Looking across the reservoir with the sun shining through the clouds.
There were these cute, tiny little birds playing beside the path.
They put on a play for us
Me and Sofie :)
This sign was in somebody's front yard near the park, and it reads "Don't Let Your Dog Poop Here Again"
Here's a little video of the cute birdies :)
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our roommate Cheryl is moving out in a couple weeks, and our neighbors Jeremy and Tiffany who we love are moving in August... they are both moving on to good things. Cheryl to some roomies to whom she might relate better (as they are single girls), and it's just something she feels she needs at this point in life, and that's good. Jeremy and Tiffany are going to Idaho so Jeremy can study Architecture there and become the next Frank Gehry. We will miss them. They've been good parts of our lives.
I've thought it would be kind of interesting to post a sort of "song of the day" thingy, so I've created a new blog here and I will post a song, probably not always daily, but on a regular basis. Just stuff that I really like, or something that caught my ear that day, or whatever. Cheers!
surely not to live in pain and fear.
I find a rather inexplicable fondness in myself for John Lennon. For all his arguable oddities and faults that I'm sure he possessed, he saw clearly that certain things in this world were not how they should be, and he did what he thought he could to change them. I find something very real and personal about his music, and he strikes me as someone I would like if I were to meet him.
And I think we do all shine like the moon and stars and sun. We've just forgotten. We've forgotten that we were made to shine. Don't forget.
I'm listening to Henryk Górecki's third symphony right now, and I'm finding it amazingly beautiful.
Also, I just got Einojuhani Rautavaara's Cantus Arcticus, also called "Concerto for Birds and Orchestra), which includes taped recordings of birds that he recorded in the north of Finland (where he is from). I'm also finding it really intriguing and beautiful, and it's reminding me a bit of Sigur Rós, actually.
I love finding new music... It's so refreshing to my soul.
So, since google is now giving me 1gb of free storage in picasaweb, I figured I ought to put up some more pictures of Portland, since there are actually people looking at my blog now from time to time who haven't seen it. Here are a couple slideshows that you can watch at your leisure of our wonderfully beautiful city. Cheers!
walking is really therapeutic for me. I could just spend hours wandering aimlessly around SE Portland looking at flowers and houses and people and the sky and the ground... also, history is somehow really fascinating to me too, so I love finding those sidewalk pieces that have the company that laid the sidewalk imprinted in it, along with the year it was laid. Today I saw ones that were between 1907 and 1927. I also like to imagine as I'm walking around that I'm in the forties or fifties and I imagine what it might look like, smell like, sound like, what kind of people would be there... sometimes I imagine I'm in a J.D. Salinger book and I imagine what he would describe. Today I also saw a house that had lots of birds and flowers and trees (notably dogwood) painted all over the front porch area of the house, and a real dogwood tree, and a white 1970's VW Beetle up on jacks in somebody's driveway, and a few cats, and a sidewalk impression (of the maker and year) that I hadn't seen before. all in all, quite a nice walk, just between Powell and Division and 39th and 33rd and back.
we made yummy boneless pork ribs (asian style, not american), and a yummy salad, and 6 cupcakes from leftover birthday cake batter.
we watched friends and the simpsons while we ate, watered the veggie garden, the flower garden, did some laundry, I actually did some work on my poetry book (which is mostly in the design phase at this point), trina worked on a stuffed animal she's making, scaling the pattern.
when I was going to bring the sprinkler back from the veggie garden, the sky was almost completely dark, and the clouds had this weird, glowing quality to them, much like a Maxfield Parrish painting (if you've seen them).
Sort of like in this painting, how everything just has this glowing quality to it...
And now I'm going to have a glass of port to end the night. Sweet dreams to all.
one of my least favorite parts of my job is waiting for people to read their email and get back to me before I can move on to doing whatever it is I need their feedback on... as a result, I'm a bit bored at the moment... any suggestions for things to waste time on? :)
So, Saturday was my Patrina's birthday. We started the day with toast and egg (the kind where you cut a hole in the toast and crack an egg into the hole and then fry it), bacon and regular toast, with orange juice, served in bed by me on our new little glass plates and with our new little glasses.
We had a fairly leisurely day around the house getting ready and putting together all the things for the dinner party we were having that evening at my parents' house. Finally we had all our stuff ready to go in the car, along with our friend Theresa, around 2pm, and we headed out. We got to my parents' house, and we first started baking the cake and cupcakes we would have for dessert. Theresa took the cake and my sister Amy took the cupcakes.
Trina worked on making the cooked sauces for the pastas and the polenta.
and I worked on the uncooked sauce for one of the pastas.
as well as the salad, and washing dishes for people as they were using them :)
the cake came out of the oven, and we put the cupcakes in, then when they were done, we started the icings and the final bits of food prep.
our friends Tori and Steve and Darla showed up and helped out with some of the last food prep, laying out the antipasti, cooking the pasta itself, putting things in serving bowls, setting out drinks, etc, as well as some decoration.
finally everyone had shown up and we finished the food prep and set it all out on the table. trina explained all the dishes as well as the antipasti, and everyone dished up.
we had the dining room set up with some extra tables, nice vintage linens Theresa's parents had been kind enough to loan us for the occasion, as well as lots and lots of candles.
the food all turned out really well, and the top hits seemed to be the chicken with a sherry cream sauce over polenta and the garlic cheese bread, but the gnocci and fresh sauce capellini were both lovely as well.
then for dessert, we had the devil's food cake with chocolate fudge frosting, which Trina managed to blow all the candles out on
and the red velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting
we also had lemon sherbet with raspberry or strawberry sauces that could be drizzled over it. (this was also really good on the chocolate cake)
after dinner and dessert, we all sat around and played Apples to Apples, which is a super fun game that I won't go into a lot of detail explaining here
all in all it was a lovely evening to celebrate an exceptionally beautiful person.
there are more pictures of the day. if you'd like to see the whole album, go to http://picasaweb.google.com/poetas/TrinaBirthday2007/
I truly have the most wonderful, amazing wife in all the world. She challenges me to be a better husband and at the same time encourages me in knowing that she loves me as I am, and she inspires me in life to live in the best way possible and to follow who I find myself to be and what I am passionate about. I'm honored and humbled and oh so excited to be able to spend my life with her.
I wanted to post a little piece about marriage from a book called The Prophet, that I think is really beautiful.
Then Almitra spoke again and said, "And what of Marriage, master?"
And he answered saying:
You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when white wings of death scatter your days.
Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.
I think this is beautiful, because two people are still two people, even when they are married, they are each individuals, and yet have a togetherness that is eternal and very deep. Love gives two people a togetherness, but not a means with which to enslave the other person or put them in bondage. And I love the line "Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music." I feel like that so much... that we are individual people who quiver with the same music... I love my wife so much.
a heart of thread
beats in my chest
most of the time
I keep careful watch
holding it close
from time to time
I open up a bit
to allow an adornment
sometimes mistakes happen
my heart unravels a bit
carefully to be re-wound
sometimes I am confused
by ugly adornments
carefully to be removed
I often forget two threads
that take effort to see
one coming and one going
but they are very important
because through them I'm entwined
with other thread hearts
all of them, in fact
what happens to my thread heart
ripples across them
what happens to their
thread hearts, reverberates
I feel the tremor
it reminds me
the place I hold in this world...
a few new additions to our growing collection of great thrift/vintage store finds.... sorry, the pictures are a little dark as we're approaching the gloaming here in Portland right at the moment.
We found this lovely little cabinet at Goodwill. It was painted some kind of dark black or blue and red in weird swirly strokes, and so we sanded it and painted it this lovely light blue. The suitcases were in our room, and we moved them downstairs temporarily to serve as a place to put the stereo until we can get a shelf to go there. And hopefully that wall behind will be a bright red before long.
we got four of these little glass plates and four of the glasses at Goodwill as well, and they don't match really, but they make quite a nice breakfast in bed or small dinner combination with a glass of juice or something. And the circle pattern of the plates is wonderful and amazing.
I guess the last item is from Goodwill too, it's a lovely little red teapot, made in Poland and looks beautiful sitting on our stove.