UPDATE and I took a lot of photos because I really liked the sky with the roses

UPDATE: Today was rough due to, let's see, how should I call it? Digestive irregularities. Made it to work and back, though. Not too much fatigue, thank goodness. Tomorrow's another day, y'all.



Lovely light and shadows made for some fun for me with my camera. Notice the orange windsock? Sometimes a news helicopter lands on that roof.



This wide shot sets the scene for you. I took both photos while seated on one of the benches on the south side of the entrance sidewalk. For the top one, I zoomed in--the roses are behind the benches on the north side of the entrance sidewalk. The tan building is across NE Sandy where NE 22nd joins it.

UPDATE and a lovely rose

UPDATE: OK today, some energy some of the time, not much the rest of the time.



Isn't this one lovely, y'all? Especially in front of the dark clouds? I hope you like it as much as I do. Thanks!

UPDATE and the skies of Portland over the past few weeks

UPDATE: Slept well until around 3:15 a.m., then slept off and on until 8:30 a.m. I've been outside before the predicted rain started so that I could get in some walking. I'm walking in the building off and on now. I don't have much stamina yet, but I'm working on it. In fact, I walked the two blocks to Subway and got a tuna sandwich which I carried back home in a rain shower--I wore my hooded raincoat on purpose, y'all, so I was fine and able to rest at the somewhat wet picnic table at the Blue Diamond's back door on the way there and back. Y'all, thanks for your continued prayers, love, and concern.



I took this photo today, mid-morning, when I went out for a walk. For me, the sky tells the tale of why this flag flys at half mast--the heaviness in a lot of folks hearts and minds after the murders at Umpqua Community College on October 1. I assume that's th case, that Albertina Kerr followed the President's call to lower the American flag to half mast; however, they've not returned it to the top of the flag pole yet--the order was half mast through October 6.



Portland has some fantastic blue skies, sometimes with clouds which magnify their impact. I took this photo on October 8, six minutes after I took the next one on today's post. I was on my way home after work. I waited at East Burnside and NE Grand for a 12 or a 19 bus. That building on the left will end up 21 stories, not all visible from this position since the ground floor of it rests below the height of the Burnside Bridge, and I'm at that height here on East Burnside. The one on the right tops out at 10 stories. Both of those heights are what I found online in early stories about the construction--I assume there have been no changes.



Thirteen blocks south of the previous photo, same day, 2:34 p.m. I took this one as I sat at the Portland Streetcar shelter, waiting. I like the juxtaposition of the rust-induced-chocolate-truffle-colored public art with the blue sky. The sculpture's title is Inversion Plus Minus.



Downtown, outside the Portland Art Museum, September 26, when Leland and I had been inside at The Artisans Cup American Bonsai exhibition. I'm sorry to report that I don't know the name of this sculpture; it's in the outdoor courtyard between the two buildings that make up the PAM. The 175-foot tall church bell tower peeking between the trees and the cloud is across the South Park Blocks; it's the First Congregational United Church of Christ and is amazing in its architecture and Povey Brothers Studio stained glass windows.



One last photo of Portland skies, this one taken as I arrived at work on September 22. More of Inversion Plus Minus, the public art which also appears at the opposite end of the block and is shown in an earlier photo in today's post.

Portentous omens?

I'm standing at the bathroom sink, brushing my teeth with my brand new toothbrush. It's obvious that the sun's shining now, after a whole lot of rain during the night and early morning. I raise the blinds to take a look out the window.

Ah.

Only neutral-colored vehicles visible along the sidewalks, beneath the virtually leafless trees. Omens, a portent of things to come, I wonder. Gray skies. White snow. Brown leaves. Black ice.

I walk out into the living room to get my camera. After raising the window and taking out the sliding-half-screen, I turn on the camera and focus just as the girl and the guy walk into view on this side of the street and the man steps into view from behind the tree trunk across the street.

Ah.

Matching accessories for the street level omens. Click.