This morning I was out for a walk and developed a large lump in my throat when I started thinking about Corvallis. Don't get me wrong, I love Portland - but I was thinking about all the pretty and enjoyable things about Corvallis too, and thought I'd write a post about my memories.
The best parts about Corvallis were:
My cottage...
Alex, who was killed on Harrison about a year ago...
My homemade, raised bed, and all the veggies I grew....
The waterfront Farmers Market...
Joel and Liz...
And last, but not at all least, working at the Plant Clinic for the last year and a half of living there.
Basically every post I write these days is regarding the reasons I am happy in Portland. The two places aren't better or worse in my mind, just different, and both beautiful in the spring!
2 comments:
Corvallis misses you Molly! I will think of you when I enjoy an ice cold beer at Squirrel's after work tonight!
Corvallis misses you too!!!! Anytime you want to come for a visit my bed is your bed...I am always here,I have no life :)
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