My family wanted to go on a river cruse while they were in Portland. We decided to do the lunch cruse on the Portland Spirit.
August 11, 2008 #164
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While there is perhaps a province in which the photograph can tell us nothing more than what we see with our own eyes, there is another in which it proves to us how little our eyes permit us to see. ~Dorothea Lange
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- 184/365 Sex and the City
- 183/365 Yaquina Head Lighthouse
- 182/365 Starfish
- 181/365 A big plate of broccoli
- 180/365 My camera and I
- 179/365 Supervising the Gym....
- 178/365 I had a really cheesy pun about what I was...
- 177/365 Maywood Overlook
- 176/365 2nd attempt at growing chives…
- 175/365 I heart diet coke!
- 174/365 The blue sky is back!
- 173/365 Why is it raining?!?!
- 172/365 Rain drops on the sea lion
- 171/365 Over 405
- 170/365 I see a little camera
- 169/365 freckles and tan lines
- 168/365 Em's last evening in Portland...(I think)
- 167/365 Berry Picking
- 166/365 My Parents Last Day in Portland
- 165/365 David Hill Winery
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- 163/365 Emily in the Eye of the face...
- 162/365 Kennedy School
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- 160/365 Ron
- 159/365 New phone...
- 158/365 Emily's here!
- 157/365 A flower from my man...
- 156/365 Out for a walk...
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