a perfect day in oregon

It’s a perfect day here in Oregon. Perfect for a January day in Oregon. It’s cloudy, but the sun breaks through occasionally. There’s a light drizzle. Yes, I know, drizzle. But the thing is, with the diffuse light, and the soft rain, everything glows. The ferns are all damp. The raindrops cling to them until finally, they fall, sliding off each frond slowly, delicately. The air feels soft. Soft and wet and clingy. It’s not too cold, but it’s not warm either. I’m warm from walking, and my warmth radiates out and meets the cold air. I think that if the sun comes up, steam will almost certainly rise off of my body. I marvel at the plants here in the winter in the Pacific Northwest. We’re so blessed with the bounty of it.


About LeilaPiazza

I am a wife and mother. I am an Orthodox Christian. I am a Syrian American with family living in Syria. I am a also a yoga teacher and freelance writer. I recently described myself in a job pitch as "a person who's lived in Portland, Oregon for over 20 years with a passion for writing and a passion for all things Portland. I'm a foodie, knitter, wine and beer lover, bee-keeper (yep, I said it), mead and fruit-liqueur maker, organic gardener, home-canner, hiker, biker, runner, and occasional skinny-dipper. I’ve camped all over the state, I sail a sailboat that’s moored on the Columbia (o.k., I'm the first mate), and I spend a large percentage of my time at our beach house in Seaside." That about sums it up.
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