This guy though...
This guy... But really... It seemed to ironic to be true...
Portlandia
Roses
in Life
It's that time again. The roses of Portland, Oregon are beginning to bloom again and they are every color you can imagine and more.
Spring
The first day of Spring isn't for another 2 weeks but the trees and flowers are already starting to bloom in Portland, Oregon.
Hat!
Today my friend Jackie Jones and I were walking to our friend Hallow's first birthday when we found a free box!
Jackie recovered an umbrella, sweater, and hat! I recovered a picture of a mushroom and a hat!
We gifted Hallow a book about hats.
I feel the bio of this book really fit the current event.
Unfortunately I didn't get a picture of Jackie's hat as I got distracted.
It dub it a great adventure nonetheless.
I Arrived In Portland 1 Year Ago Today
One year later:
I've moved 4 times, made some amazing friends, lost some friends, finished writing a book (now I just need to print it), started drawing, and seen some purely awesome places.
But it wasn't until about 2 or 3 months ago it finally sunk into my soul: I'm home. This is where I strive. This is where I learned who I am and that I am awkward and quirky and that is fine. I've never felt more in my element than when I'm walking under giant old Sequoias and Doug Firs on a cool, grey day.
I've never felt more at ease and confident I can take over the world; whatever that may mean.
Thank you Oregon for giving me a home. Looking forward to many more years of art and adventures.
My name is A.B. Corduroy and I moved to Portlandia to retire young. Long live Cascadia.
