Dear Liza,
When we first moved to Portland in 2017, I was stunned by the intensity of the fall colors. My amazement hasn’t gone away.
Just walking home from the market is a joy when you pass these lovelies. And I love walking down sidewalks when they become tunnels of ever-changing color.
Doing clean-up at the Blair Community garden is hard work, but I get to visit these zinnias… higher than my head, orange as the sun and very popular with the bees.
Yep, Portland is mighty pretty in the fall… a good way for the trees to let us know they are going to take a nice long nap.
But me, I’m not going anywhere.
Love,
Grandma Judy
Dear Liza 