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Imagine

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Imagine inventing your wedding as you run through the hills of Portland! That’s exactly what Jen and Mike did and it was a very special celebration. Every day that they run, they take the tram up from the South waterfront near their home and connect with the trail at the top. As the summer evolved, they kept me in the loop, adding bits of their story to our photo plans. On the big day, I walked with the ladies to the tram and we rode up in excited secrecy… he wouldn’t see her until she walked down the aisle. Getting off the tram, we could see the ceremony site below on the beautiful deck at OHSU. Her brother proudly walked her down the stairs and up through the smiling crowd to Mike. Imagine Mt. Hood in the smokey distance and the whole city going on about it’s normal affairs while these two, high on the hill, promised each other forever.

Later this year, they will go to Paris for their honeymoon… I imagine them up in the Eiffel Tower remembering this day. ;0)

Paris in Portland

Peninsula Park, on a cloudy spring day, reminds me of much older places… Paris comes to mind as you take in the stone and brickwork that frames our oldest public rose garden. If you can blur your brain just enough, you can almost see the couples strolling in the early 1900’s.

According to the Portland Parks and Recreation website, “The park was purchased by the city in 1909 for $60,000 with funds raised in a 1908 bond measure. Originally owned by local businesswoman Liverpool Liz, it had been the site for a roadhouse and racetrack for quarter-mile horse racing. An autopark and campground were also included in the original parcel. Planned by renowned Oregon architects Ellis Lawrence and Ormond R. Bean, the park was a result of Portland’s 1912 ‘City Beautiful’ movement. Completed in 1913, much remains of the original features, including the lantern-style streetlights, the stone pillars, vast brickwork, and the nearly 100-year-old fountain in the center of the rose garden. The octagonal bandstand overlooking the rose garden was constructed in 1913. It was used for World War I patriotic demonstrations and is now the site for many summer weddings and concerts. This wonderful gazebo-like structure is a National Heritage historical structure and was designated a Portland Historic Landmark in 1973. It is the last of its kind in Portland.”

Michelle and Jason braved the chill a couple of weeks ago and made this their romantic stop between the church and the reception… it was very sweet to see them relax into themselves.

“thankyouverymuch…”

Portland’s Lan Su Chinese Garden was the choice for Tricia and Dave’s destination wedding… they came in from Palm Desert to soak up our sweet, damp air at the very end of May. She wanted as many bits of Portland as we could fit into the day so we did a walking tour of the streets between The Nines and the Garden. We were headed to the Chinatown Gate when we stumbled across the new home of the 24 Hour Church of Elvis… I have never seen two people so excited by such a random turn!

From there to the Gate and on to Voodoo Donuts and the Paris Theatre… top that with a free pedicab to the Gardens and it was a stunning beginning to a great celebratory evening.

The rabbi didn’t seem to mind that they were already married in the eyes of Elvis… ;0)

Cold Walking

Venice.    This time in the beginning of February, 2007. (I try to word it in such a fashion that by some happy chance, I’ll get to go again someday.) Opera Boy and I were there for four fog cloaked days this trip… a much different city than in the Spring. Funny that both arrivals and departures were on sunny days. We had come in on the midnight train from Paris… twelve hours of rocketing through a dark landscape I’d liked to have seen. The first sight of Venice is one I have not photographed yet… it is a place where all of the land vehicles stop and all of the water starts. So far, it brings me to my visual knees and I am consumed just being there. Next time I will collect myself and make a point of catching that amazing transition. Our first chore this trip was to find our hotel and a laundromat.

 

The fog settled in and we spent the next couple of days wandering at will.

This day brought me a blister, a few small pieces of local pottery and three glass cherries each for me and my sister. Best of all, it gave me new vistas at every turn… a veritable treasure box of images.

The Straw Bridge, the lower one with the crowd on it is pretty much what the whole city is like. Tourism is huge here and probably not a little abusive. I came away from both trips with a sense of wanting to help preserve this special place. If you go, treat her gently.