|A Portland winter day|
Yesterday, in the rain, I met another Portland blogger for tea (http://www.minimalistadventures.com/. It was strange to contrast the image in my mind with the person in front of me. It was also strange to realize we knew each other from our blogs yet exciting to find out new things. It was like meeting my pen pal, spending months reaching out through the electoral current known as the Internet.
One particular memory I have of the rain was a wild wind storm screaming its presence. We lost the electricity, so my mother and I had to got outside to find the telephone number on the electric box. A flash of lightening burst forth, struck a tree branch, and my friend's father ducked quickly behind his truck in order to miss the tree.
Today's check in:
worked a full day and finished one of my reading assignments.
to drink some chai tea and take a hot bath
What are your thoughts or memories about the rain? I discovered something about my blog. When I looked at my stats, I have viewers from as far away as South Africa and Hong Kong. While I am thrilled to realize that I have an audience for my thoughts, please don't be shy about leaving your thoughts. I want to hear from you!