Every year around this time I wonder about the stinky trees. There are some seriously stinky trees in Portland — rotting fish and something worse wafting on the warm spring breeze. I think I’ve heard that some of them are ginkos, and that maybe we’ve made the situation worse by planting trees that are all one sex. The stinky sex, apparently.
The first time I encountered a stinky trees was on NW Hoyt between 20th and 21st. At first, I was concerned it was me, and then that someone was using the super stinky fish fertilizer. But no, it was coming from the sky! Now I notice the smell in many places throughout Portland, and I suppose I should view it as merely a sign that Portland is in the midst of spring.
Ben and I swung by the Mulch in the Gulch event yesterday at 17th and NE Clackamas, and I had an absolutely fabulous crepe. I’m not entirely sure who the crepe makers were, but I hope that they will appear again. We were there the first part of the gathering and failed to find anyone about recycling our spare dryer. Then again, I was struck shy at the time, and didn’t do a good job of chatting with strangers. However, the neighborhood overall seems very friendly and I’m sure that we’ll get to know more folks over time.
I continue to thoroughly enjoy Broadway Floral, who had a lovely selection of plants!
I’ve been waiting for something truly momentous to mark my first post to the Central Portland blog, but instead I think I’m using at an excuse to not post at all. So, let’s just break that glass ceiling and move onto one of my favorite topics, Portland.