Street vendors, street performers, street musicians…. lively.
The Mississippi Avenue Street Fair is quite the deal nowadays. Who knew. We’d actually never been, and let me tell you… loads of people. It was pretty cool actually. Good food, decent vendors with all sorts of goods and art for sale. We ended up buying three fairly large pots for the area in the back of our place we’ve been working on. These pots were/are cool and we got them at a decent price. Or at least we feel like we did.
We wandered over to the Mississippi Avenue Street Fair yesterday. Which, actually, wasn’t the main plan, but we ended up there. The actual plan was to meet Mom and Don over at Steph and Phil’s place to take the pressure washer, chainsaw, baby gate, and live animal trap we’d borrowed from them over the course of the last couple of years… or more, back to them. This is what happens when cleaning out the shop and garden shed become a priority. Finding things you forgot you had, and had borrowed. Oops.
We dropped by Steph and Phil’s place, Mom and Don showed up fresh from picking up Brian at the airport, and we all, including the pups, headed down for Mississippi Pizza (Brian had to have a slice immediately after getting into town and before Mom, Don, and he headed out for Davis Lake to do some camping and fishing) after unloading the goods we’d brought. Mississippi Pizza, owned by Phil and Steph, has become a Portland hot spot. Great pizza, excellent funky ambiance, and cool music of one sort or another almost every night. in fact… any musicians out there in the family should consider contacting their booking agent. You don’t get paid, but you do get to charge a cover, and it’s a funky cool place to play. Just saying…
The theme for this week’s photo hunt is wrinkled. I took this one in April of this year. It’s a close up of my brother, he’s younger, 20 months younger, so that should tell you that I have more wrinkles than he does. I’m always taking strange photos. This one was taken as we waited with friends to get into a great breakfast place, called Gravy, on Mississippi Avenue. Their specialty is… yep, you guessed it, gravy. I think my bro looks good here. You can’t see all of him, but if you did you’d say he looked good too. He’s a stud. Notice the wrinkles are mostly smile lines. It’s a genetic thing… we all smile. All the time. It’s sickening.
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At yet another stop in Stanley Park last Saturday, June 21, we encountered this man, in full regalia, who apparently just wanted to come hang out in the park and practice piping. Or, he might have been from a nearby very upscale restaurant where a wedding was obviously about to take place. Either way, he had a nice face and looked good in his outfit.