Wild Green Groans
“The wild green groans by which I lived before language
now gesture and have at me only in dreams.” -From In the Beginning by Sharon Olds
Oaks Bottom Wildlife Refuge is officially closed because some earth moved, so I guess J&H and I were officially trespassing on a morning of sun-cut rain. We were not apprehended and issued citations, and neither were the mallards, herons, geese, or abundant greens of this Portland spring.