Rivers and Roads PDX

Paths are made by walking.

Skip to content
  • Home
  • About
  • BookStack
  • Contact
Search

life

Equinox Part I

October 16, 2019 / riversandroadspdx / 9 Comments

Usually my feelings about Fall here in the Pacific Northwest are more mixed; excited about cooler mornings, rain in the garden, digging out warm clothes while mourning the end of languid days, sleeveless shirts, warm skin, and thriving gardens. Instead, I was fighting inevitable change, a losing battle.

Share this:

  • Twitter
  • Facebook
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Email

Like this:

Like Loading...

It’s All a Dream We Dreamed

September 27, 2019September 27, 2019 / riversandroadspdx / 11 Comments

Robert Hunter, the lyricist for the Grateful Dead, was also the lyricist for my life. His words threaded through my life since I was 21, when I met some new friends, Harold and Alan, and a community of people that became my tribe. Would I be who I am without Hunter?

Share this:

  • Twitter
  • Facebook
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Email

Like this:

Like Loading...

Life, According to Google Search

January 30, 2019 / riversandroadspdx / 9 Comments

Wondering about the meaning of life, I did what any sensible person would do, and I Googled it.

Share this:

  • Twitter
  • Facebook
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Email

Like this:

Like Loading...

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Follow Rivers and Roads PDX on WordPress.com

Recent Posts: Rivers and Roads PDX

Blogiversary is a Word

The Equinox Blues Turns Yellow and Red

Equinox Part I

It’s All a Dream We Dreamed

Death Don’t Have No Mercy

What Makes a Good Hike?

Michelangelo and a Burrata Salad in Paris

Archives

Categories

  • Aging
  • Art
  • Bridges
  • Change
  • Death
  • Despair
  • Family
  • fear
  • Food
  • Forests
  • Garden
  • Hike
  • Home
  • Hope
  • Meaning of Life
  • Memories
  • Metamorphosis
  • moving
  • Music
  • New City
  • perspective
  • politics
  • Privilege
  • Retirement
  • Rivers
  • Robert Hunter
  • seasons
  • Sleep
  • Spring
  • Summer
  • Trains
  • Travel
  • weather
  • Wetlands
  • winter
  • Writing

Archive

  • November 2019
  • October 2019
  • September 2019
  • August 2019
  • July 2019
  • May 2019
  • April 2019
  • March 2019
  • February 2019
  • January 2019
  • December 2018
  • November 2018
  • October 2018
  • September 2018
  • August 2018
  • July 2018
  • June 2018
  • May 2018
  • April 2018
  • March 2018
  • February 2018
  • January 2018
  • December 2017
  • November 2017
  • October 2017
  • September 2017

Tags

adventure Aging Being Nana birds Bridge California Change city life Columbia Columbia Gorge Columbia River cooking Death Elk Rock Island fall Family fires flowers Forest Park friends Garden grandchildren hiking Historic Columbia River Highway history Latourell Falls life Macleay Park Memories Metamorphosis moving Music Natalie Goldberg natural history nature new life New Year's Day Oregon overcoming fear Pacific Northwest Parkland politics Portland preserve rain relocating Retirement retiring River River hike Rivers road trip Santa Barbara sculpture seasons snow Spring Tolkien traffic transition Travel trees urban hikes Views violence Volcanic rock Washington waterfalls weather wildflowers wildlife Willamette Willamette River winter Writing
Blog at WordPress.com.
Cancel
loading Cancel
Post was not sent - check your email addresses!
Email check failed, please try again
Sorry, your blog cannot share posts by email.
%d bloggers like this: