I took the 50 minute flight to visit my mom in Portland yesterday.
The weather was perfect. We started at Mother's Bistro and had brunch, then we wandered through the Pearl District, then spent a few hours at Powell's, the world's largest new and used bookstore. It's one city block and three stories. I pretty much get a book boner every time I go there. It's fucking magical. I love the people who work there. They are all a little over people but seem to know everything, like reference librarians on speed.
Lately I feel like my mind is begining to atrophy, so I picked up a bunch of books. I simply don't read enough not that my blog has turned me into twitching case of adult ADD.
I got a bunch of stuff, but the very Oregon picks were:
RUNNING ON EMPTINESS by John Zerzan.
And IMPERIAL AMBITIONS by Noam Chomsky. It's written in question/answer for and then grouped into themed sections since this book comes out of a number of interviews. It's GREAT. I can't put it down. It was published in '05.
I am also interested in trying to grow some food year-round since in Seattle we got totally screwed and hardly had a summer at all. My tomato plant yielded only 3. Fucker. So I bought FOUR-SEASON HARVEST by Eliot Coleman. You can read more about his gardening tricks HERE. He lives in Maine, but points out that he gets the same amount of sun as France, so he really just needs to protect winter veggies from wind more than anything. He uses cold frames and then puts a protective plastic hoop around that. He grows so much that he clearly has a big-ass hoop/greenhouse to accomplish this, but I am sure I can cover some raised beds and get a similar result. So that's a future project for me. There is no real news here since people have used greenhouses for a long time, by he promises simple solutions for the home gardener. We'll see.
So that was it. Lots of food, books, and gossiping with my mom. Good times.