We’ve been oppressed here in Texas, I tell you, suffocating under the sun’s harsh, neverending rule. Remember that time earlier this spring when it rained all the time and wouldn’t ever stop? Like your grandpa always says, those were the good old days. I don’t think we saw a drop of rain during all of July. So when offered an opportunity to run away to the Pacific Northwest, we snatched it up and never looked back. We might have run to the airport if it wasn’t so hot and death-like in Dallas. Stepping off the plane in Portland, the feeling of being outside and not instantly sweating in the middle of August - beyond magical.
|Siri and Misha|
I do miss my sister, and at the same time, I’m so very proud of the grown up that she’s turning out to be. Thank you for the teaching me to exploregon.