Whenever I drive down toward Bend, Oregon through the small town of Sisters, on a narrow stretch of highway, these metal horse sculptures so beautifully dot the surrounding landscape, I want to stop and take a picture. I never do stop, but this time as a passenger, I shot this image through my open window, these horses seem so wild and alive!

The city of Portland is on the edge of their collective seat, worried beyond measure their beloved little town has lost its adorable “weird” status. Well, to that I say (humbly), not to worry, this city is wonderfully weird to its core: just ask the horse on the roof that watches over the downtown area.

City driving has its special challenges even in small town Portland. The horse on the wall looks like it’s about to dart into moving traffic and if it did would anyone even notice?

This picture is of me taking a picture of the beautiful Painted Hills, 3000+ acres that includes the John Day Fossil Beds National Monument, a geologic wonder. Millions of years ago, this entire area was underwater and the different sediment layers offer scientists a clear view into the past. I used this image that Rebecca took also on our about us page.

Nearby is the tiny town of Mitchell, worth visiting (in my opinion) just for the local pub and surrounding buildings. When I was there, there were about a dozen fancy, new-looking corvettes lining both sides of the street eating at the pub.

When told: “I’m old and delicate” you gotta believe it! Taken from Powell’s Books in Portland, Oregon, billed as the largest independent bookstore in the world. This great Portland landmark is an exception to the rule: small is beautiful; large, not so much.