I don’t want y’all thinking that I’m the only member of my Mississippi-to-Oregon-transplanted family out and about in Portland. My 81-year-old Mama gets her licks in.
Periodically I plan to post photos of her enjoying Portland. Sometimes she’ll have her sidekick with her, Duncan the darling dachshund—he’s a miniature, almost 14 years old.
Here she is, earlier this summer, downtown at the corner of SW Broadway and Washington, talking with two men who work at the Marriott. Like a lot of us Southerners, she’s talking with her hands as well as her mouth!
10 comments:
yes lynette, that fisherman catch a lot of fishes,and was sleeping :)...sorry for my english :)...
love your gran and the dog but am shocked by the price of parking!
Cute picture! It's nice that she is still able to get out on the town and enjoy the sights.
apologies to your mum - I should have read it more diligently - as an ex-car driver I appreciate the public transport where we are but miss the convenience - it is OK if you only want to go into town but to get anywhere else is lengthy if not impossible.
Cute photo!
Thanks for visiting my NorthBayPhoto blog. But not just southerns talk with their hands, those of us of French-Canadian descent have been known to talk quite "loudly" with our hands as well!!
They all seem so amused. Nice photo. Love that doggy! :)
Hope you heard my calling out, Lynette!
Neat photo! You could do a whole blog about your Mama come to Portland!
Duncan is a cutie. And so is mama.
Thanks to each of you for visiting. It's so exciting to share Portland with you. Mama thinks so, too.
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