There's no place like Sweden in the summer. And even though we are only a couple of weeks into summer here, I can tell that the same is very true for Portland. No rain in days, and so much fun stuff going on around the city.
We had no real plans for the weekend but managed to pack it with spontaneous awesomeness. Which might be the best way to spend a weekend. (No H.E.A.D. -- High Expectations Anxiety Disorder -- as my friend Amy so appropriately named it). Just full-on Sunday night satisfaction of a weekend well spent.
On Saturday, we headed over to the Mississippi Avenue Street Fair. It's where all the cool kids live, and we were blown away by all the creative folks selling their wares — like these screenprinted baby clothes and this letterpress art. Sophie was more impressed with the bouncy castle, while Lewis was psyched to become a Zipcar member (hello mini-van rental on a moment's notice!). It was a win-win-win event for the whole family.
Then, today, after a bout of bizarre pregnancy hormones tried to sabotage things, we drove 20 minutes or so over the bridge to Sauvie Island to do some berry picking. And, wow, did we ever. We passed a few small farms until we found the motherlode at Columbia Farms. Blueberries, then raspberries, then strawberries. We were so tuckered out, we skipped the blackberries this time. Oh, yes, there WILL be a next time.
Sophie did great picking only the bluest blueberries. And then proceeded to eat them before they made it into our bucket. She had always turned her nose to blueberries until today. So we let her sneak all the blueberries she wanted. When they saw her strawberry-stained lips upon checkout, I told them to round up our total. :)
Thank you berry much for a sensational summer so far, Portland.
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