Pi is a very special number. It is usually written 3.14159, but is really much longer, going on…well, we don’t know how far it goes yet.
It is useful for finding the radius, area and circumference of a circle, which is otherwise a hard thing to do. When Auntie Katie was in high school, there was a math team, and she made up a cheer for them that went,
“Tangent! Radius! Cosign! Sign!
Three point one four one five nine!”
You gotta love math nerds…
Yesterday, being March 14, or 3.14, we took a walk after dinner, to celebrate Pi Day. We walked a mile and a bit up to Glisan and 24th, to The Pie Spot. I enjoyed the S’mores, Bridgett the Brandied Apple, and Grandpa Nelson, The Pie Crust cinnamon roll. All, very tasty.
We drove there last fall, thinking it was a long way away, but it really isn’t. When everyone is feeling well and rested, it is a delightful trip through the neighborhood.
We passed all sorts of interesting things.
The weather was warm-ish but overcast, so there was no lovely sun, but the clouds made a nice backdrop for the rooster weather vanes on an old building.
A bicycle sculpture that really turned when you pushed it reminded me of the street signs down on Clinton, with their pretty bicycles.
We found “Portland Pairings”, which advertises itself as Portland’s weirdest wine shop, and from the looks of the sign, they may be right! We also passed the still functioning 1940s style Coca Cola syrup factory, painted white and red, looking all vintage and wonderful.
When we got home, we were tired, happy, and full of pie!