Finally, the persistant rain - and the unusually piercing cold - stopped long enough for us to venture outside this past weekend. We bared our arms in short-sleeve shirts and dug out the 
sunglasses from the "Summer" box at the top of the bedroom closet and set out for the Portland Saturday Market. It's embarrasing to admit, but I've lived here ten years and this was our first visit. We waded through the crowds checking 
out the variety of wares (and people) and gorged ourselves on a plethora of fair food including the sweet goodness of fresh kettle corn. Adam was amazed by the street performer especially the one juggling knives. . . . "Oh my gosh, that is sooo dangerous!"
sunglasses from the "Summer" box at the top of the bedroom closet and set out for the Portland Saturday Market. It's embarrasing to admit, but I've lived here ten years and this was our first visit. We waded through the crowds checking 
out the variety of wares (and people) and gorged ourselves on a plethora of fair food including the sweet goodness of fresh kettle corn. Adam was amazed by the street performer especially the one juggling knives. . . . "Oh my gosh, that is sooo dangerous!" It's afternoons like this that get you through another long set of rainy days that lie ahead. Well, this and the costco travel magazine.
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