ORYGUN
Another wonderful Spring day. Love it while it lasts- who knows when the weather will do another about-face! Ahh, Oregon... how easy it is to love thee when you show your fairest side. No other place can you love the sun so utterly much. Only here, where it's so often bleak and dreary does the sunshine have immesurable value. It's like some sick Doestoyevskian notion.

I love this state. It's my home now... I hate the rain, I worship the sun... I need the mountains and the evergreens in the mist... I need lush valleys and sea caves- sand, grass, and sky.... We have such an abundance of nature here in Oregon.

Biking over the river this morning I was struck by how beautiful and pristine it was. This is not the polluted Willamette that I sometimes picture... it doesn't deserve our sewage, it deserves to be pure and fresh. It's not like the Huron river in Ypsilanti, Michigan, that ran through town in much the same way. The Huron was a slow-flowing cesspool no matter what way you look at it... the Willamette should be something better. I hope we humans can get our act together before it all comes down on us.

When I came down to microservices this morning, workers on the construction site for Gilbert seemed to be spraying one of the large pines lining the walkway with a DIRT HOSE. Yes, a large fire hose spewing DIRT. It was one of the weirdest things I've ever seen. Not nearly as weird, surreal, and comic as what happened to me this morning... which I won't talk about because there ARE certain things about me I don't want people to know.... but it was still weird. Dirt hose fight!!!