by Beth Royston I wrote a post previously on my favorite autumn activities (see: An Aspirational Autumn). I thought I’d continue the series by logging some of my favorite winter activities! It’s definitely been more of a secluded winter with the pandemic, but I’ve been pleased to find out that I can still carry out some of my plans. So without further ado, here are … Continue reading A Wonderful Winter
Wash your hands. Wear a mask. We’re in this together. Governor Kate Brown recently announced new social-distancing requirements across Oregon. Most counties will have to follow the new guidelines for at least two weeks, but Multnomah County and other COVID hotspots will stay shut down even longer. Washington’s Governor Jay Inslee recently announced similar restrictions. I’m willing to bet that it’s only a matter of … Continue reading Winter is Coming.
by Beth Royston I’ve slipped in snow and plummeted headfirst into an icy road with cars coming, but I still can’t quite bring myself to adopt the same dread regarding snow that a lot of my friends have. Growing up in California, snow was always a special treat requiring a several-hour drive up the closest mountain. It was magical and also one of the few … Continue reading Winter Wonderland
By Anchitta Noowong Winter is coming, winter is here. Are you feeling sad this winter? You’re not alone. Being born and raised in a hot tropical country, it was difficult for me to live in a place where it’s cold and dark half the year. I remember my first Portland winter, and it was brutal. I recalled that it rained all the time, there was … Continue reading Winter is Here
By: Sharon Jackson I absolutely adore this time of year! See expression below. Bulky sweaters. Knitted socks. Hot holiday beverages. “I could go on forever baby!” My dad and I used to pull out several boxes of tangled strings of large light bulbs from the attic and attempt to wrestle them into a straight line. After many hours and a few curse words, we would … Continue reading It is a wonderful life
I’m sitting in the lobby of the Rec Center watching the rain pour down with a vengeance. People are running through the Urban Plaza in a futile attempt to stay dry. I sigh and go back to studying. It’s only 4 o’clock and already so dark. I squint to make out the words on the paper. It’s cold in here, so I slide my bag … Continue reading Singin’ in the Rain