This video will make you sob and touch you at the same time. 99 Balloons.
This weekend marks a year that we have been here in Oregon.Regrets? None.
Oregon to me is home in a way I never felt at home in my native south.Oh, I will always be a southerner too but in my heart Oregon is the home of my soul. I know to a lot of people all they think of is rain when you think of the Northwest but to me it is so much more. I feel my heart give wing when I see the foggy coastal clouds touching the tips of the majestic Doug Firs and Coastal Redwoods like the cloak of heaven touching earth, or the sound of the Pacific touching the rocky coastline like Neptunes clock.I am always amazed by the bounty of the Willamette Valley or the Grandeur of the Cascades. It seems around every turn and on every back road I travel we find hidden treasures.You have to love a place and a town such as I live in that has streets named for wines, clouds, songbirds and mountains and where kids still sell lemonade and flower bouquets from roadside stands along the highways and where local farmers sell farm fresh eggs from stands by the side of the road that you pay by the honor system.
It makes me happy and I stand in awe of the Sheer Natural Beauty of the Northwest from Mt. Ranier and Hood, Puget Sound to the ever changing Mt. St Helens and the Columbia River Gorge .I love living closer to two of my favorite cities San Francisco and Seattle beauties in their own right. The area east of the Cascades is just a beautiful too and such a haungtingly beautiful place also.
I find the people here to be just as nice and friendly as the south.
I guess you can say this is my love song of sorts for the landscape of the place that my soul will always call home no matter where I lay my head.