I'm not moving to Rome.

I'm not moving to Rome.

Next month, I will be moving to a small town not too far away from Portland. My younger self is shocked that I am not moving to Rome or Buenos Aires. Technically, I could do that right now and make it work for at least a few years. However my choice feels bigger than simply deciding on a place to live

Ode to Portland

Ode to Portland

Walking Charlie on Mt. Tabor yesterday, it occurred to me that I will probably be able to count the remaining times we walk here on my hands. After 22 years of many, many walks up here (not all with Charlie of course. She is only 12.5 years old), I am leaving Portland. And I’m really glad to be leaving...