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Two Pioneers at Rowena Crest

The wind was up on that September day in 2000… normal, I’m sure, since Rowena Crest is high above the mighty Columbia River. We had hiked up to the crest from a sweet little private property. Ever the Oregonian requirement, everyone wore sensible shoes even if they carried a party pair.

There was a slightly sheltered circle on the bluff where the ceremony was set to happen. The barn, out in the open, was being staged as a place for a toast afterward before everyone was to hike back down to the dinner party. I remember the bright and unexpected sound of many glasses breaking as they hit the gravel and we all looked over to see the tablecloth losing the battle with the wind. It didn’t deter anyone from enjoying the festivities except for the delicate clean up… that took some patience.

After the toasts, while the crowd started down to the party, we took some sun drenched minutes and played with the wind in front of the camera… it was a treat to see them relax so thoroughly in each other’s company.

Dawn and Jenna were pioneers ahead of their time in this lovely wedding outing but they were so perfectly paired I can’t imagine anyone saying nay to them. They met as bike messengers… a very Portland sort of beginning. After the wedding, they packed up and moved to sunnier Colorado and they have been missed here, no doubt.

As a side note, I have been pulling some old favorites from my film archives because I finally have some software worthy of making scrumptious scans. It is almost like having an actual darkroom again. ;0)

Down the Mountain

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On a glorious late September day, Morgan and Dave gathered their people on the summit of Mt. Tabor… one of Portland’s prettiest parks. Theirs was one of those deliciously personal weddings… chock full of bits of their personalities and reflected in the ease of the crowd. No stuffy wedding rules, no one worried about scuffed shoes or shifting hair… just a great shining sense of happiness all day.  Keep your eye out for Sasha, the ring bearer and note the cowbells that guests rang with total abandon as they kissed and left the crowd. I love this job!

Eight pedicabs bombed down the slope through neighborhood streets, across the Hawthorne Bridge and into the Pearl to a cozy reception at the Bridgeport Brew Pub. It was great to see the people on the sidewalks and porches laughing and cheering this passing parade. The LOL moment was when the Portland Police car sitting at an intersection across from us said a very serious “Congratulations” over the loudspeaker. Sweeet.

Great day, great couple!
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A Little Zen in the Afternoon

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Opera Boy and I took a much needed day off today. Even with the gloomy skies, we drove west to the coast… no agenda but we packed our kites. Seaside was full of old Detroit Iron and seriously silly California Plastic. We hadn’t planned on taking that in but it was on the way to Gearhart so we strolled a bit with all of the other tourists, point and shoot in hand.
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Four years ago, our first date was a kite thing on a very gusty September day. I didn’t know him outside of the gym at that point but I was intrigued that a grown man would go to the beach and fly a kite to calm down. Hmm.

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I bought a stunt kite on a day when I had forgotten my regular kite…. it took a few sessions to get a feel for it. Now we trade it back and forth and I sense a chance to escape the real world for a bit with my hands in the straps. It makes me laugh out loud.
The stunt kite is one of the two handed/two string types….you don’t just put in the air……you move it all around. The zen comes from giving it up to it’s own wants instead of a tight control……arcs and swoops and dives, oh my!
A little like a good relationship?