oregon

There are lots of rainbows here in the rainy season . . . Rainbow Pine peaks awash;chill raindropsdrop from each needle. Dripping, dropping,notes of wet,steady rhythm. Across the roof ourliquid lullaby dancesthrough sleepy heads, until, from underheavy eyelids, we see…a muted glow. Dare we lift the shadesto see only a foggydiffusion of damp? Of course […]