Columbia Gorge_Horse Tail

Rainy days are not uncommon in Portland, OR. They wouldn’t stop me from venturing into nature. But sometimes, nature has its own plans. A landslide blocked the trail, forcing me to pause—a moment of stillness I hadn’t anticipated.

It was a gorgeous day, the kind that feels like a secret just for you. I walked alone, meeting only a big grey heron along the way. Society felt so far away, with trains and barge ships like toys in the distance. The rain kissed my face, cooling my skin and making my hands a bit colder, though not enough to bother me.

With the trail impassable, I found a tree to sit under, letting the raindrops tap against my raincoat. The pause, once a disruption, became an invitation to listen—to the rhythm of the rain, the quiet of the world. I looked up at the sky with closed eyes, each drop a note in a song, reminding me that I am alive.

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Available in 8x10"