Portland Again: 5 Fast Days

Zach helps his dad make pie filling--two lemon meringue pies--for a Seder we went to on the last day of our visit.    Ron tells Zach a story both enjoy.  Overcast but not raining, we sat outside at Grand Central Bakery whose bread pudding as a cupcake Zach and I are partial to.     

We brought the noise karma it seems. Day after our arrival, next-door neighbor discovers serious sewer work needed.  Thus supplying a little boy with hours of construction-watching.  This activity occurs often in today's Portland where  apartment building, street fixing almost rival New York.   Then there's the weather, changing moment to moment. 

Unlike her brother, Zoe loves to wear hats.  Her favorite right now was made for her mother a couple of years ago.  "Don't make little ones anymore," my daughter advises.

It's remarkable to have Zoe photos that are not blurred--she moves so fast.  Looking at a book slows her down momentarily.  The other day I said our grandchildren's names together--Roxie, Zoe, and Zach--sounds like a singing group or a rock band?  Zach thinks his sister is cuter than his cousin.  Why?  "Roxie is a baby."  Okay.

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[claude]

Thanks for sharing those lovely family photos and moments.