Portland weather doesn’t do anything by halves. When it is cold and windy in mid-February, it is dishearteningly grim. When it rains for a solid month, like this past April, it is a soggy mess.
And when the sun finally comes out, like it did this week, it is dazzling.
On an after-dinner walk to see the sunset, I caught these shots of the last rays of sunshine lighting up the treetops in Laurelhurst Park.
As your Grandpa Nelson often says, we live on a pretty planet.
Out for another adventure in the sun tomorrow!