I loved the art-glass at each stop the light rail made. My favorites were the etched copies of children's artwork. The bottom photo is crossing the river into Portland city center.
(clockwise below--left to right) A welcome to Portland sign, the Portland Convention center glass spire, another shot of down-town from the train, a loading elevator, and an interesting business entrance with a blue-enameled ceramic pot.
Below is Marsh Hall on the campus of Pacific University in Forest Grove OR. This was the building the undergraduate philosophy conference was held. It has been a while since I've seen grass quite this deep shade of green. (Upper right) The view from the window where my session was held. (Lower right) And a shot of your's truly, before starting my presentation.
(Below) This is a shot of the cherry-blossoms from one of the trees on campus.
I cannot resist taking photographs of flowers. (below clockwise) A pink dogwood in bloom on Pacific University campus, blue flag, (lower right) flowers for sale at a street-side shop in Portland.
(Below) It is not every day you see poetry in the side-walk. This Haiku was at the bus station on the ride to Forrest Grove.
On Sunday, I had time to explore a bit of Portland on my way to the airport. (below) This is the Skidmore Market. There were artists with spray-paint and hub-caps, a creative violinist, and souvenir sellers galore.
(below) This lovely fountain graces the center of the Skidmore market square.
(below) Here is one of the street-lights that can be seen around Portland; this one framed by the newly budding leaves.
I enjoyed the warmth of the day, looking at the interesting architecture of down town Portland.
I celebrated my birthday with a lunch at Jake's Grill. The hospitality and service was first rate; and my food was wonderful. They graciously allowed me to take a few photos, while we had a discussion on how difficult it actually was to juggle. Here the bartender shows off her skills.
And sorry: I forgot to photograph the food!
As I waited for the Red Line to take me back to the airport, there was a festival called "Singin' in the Square" where the locals joined together to sing some old (or not so old) songs.
(below) A last few photos of the down-town.
I started this post with a photo of Mount Hood, and (below) I finish this post with one last shot of the mountain as I said goodbye to the gracious and beautiful city of Portland Oregon.