This past weekend we took visiting friends to the Japanese Garden; one of my favorite places in Portland. Our first visit was almost exactly a year ago and since then we have been back at least once in every season.
You might imagine that late summer would not be a time to see the gardens at their best. That the lack of rain and (this summer at least) hot days would leave the grasses brown and the trees listless. Instead, the gardens were cool and lush
and there were remarkable images around every corner.
I look forward to returning in the fall.
knitting a life 