I am a fan of coffee… actually let me rephrase that…I am a fan of coffee culture. What’s the difference? I am not a coffee expert, the way I drink coffee would probably offend coffee purists; I put too much sugar in it sometimes and don’t get overly concerned about what region it came from or the “toffee notes” etc. that are present in this one verses that one. I do know when I like a particular coffee or when I don’t. All that being said, I love coffee shops and appreciate good independent coffee shops of all types. This really came into focus upon moving to Portland.
Month: March 2018
Portland Cherry Blossoms
Spring in Portland
I love spring in the northwest. Growing up in Florida, I didn’t really get to experience seasons, it’s either hot or really hot with an occasional cold front during the “winter” that would bring it down into the 40s. “Spring” means oak trees throwing yellow pollen on everything, it was wonderful for my allergies. Eyes watering, sneezing, runny nose, etc. Since moving to Portland, I have had much better luck with allergy attacks.
The thing with having diversity of seasons is that you learn to appreciate each one because of its brevity. This tree in my back yard will only look like this for a couple of weeks each spring; during the winter it’s just a bunch of empty branches, and after it blooms, it will fill with green leaves. Portland comes alive in the spring with flowers starting to bloom in March continuing into April and one of my favorites are the cherry blossoms on the waterfront. Read More
March For Our Lives #PDX
Portland has a reputation of being full of hipster liberals and the home to regular protests, some of which have turned violent, I say this with love. This past Saturday’s March For Our Lives, however, was pretty amazing. I was blown away by the number of people who attended. Read More
What’s in a name?
So I’m starting a blog and it’s called….
Matchbox Adventures!Â
No, this is not a Matchbox Twenty fan site. If you know me, the play on words is obvious, but since I’m hoping that more than just my inner circle of friends read this, you might be expecting someone taking pictures of their favorite Matchbox Cars in exotic locations around the world. While this is surely a unique concept, and I was very fond of Matchbox cars growing up (I had quite the collection that my parents probably still have in the garage) that description would be a little off the mark. Let me explain…