Tanner Springs Park is one of my favorite spots in the city, and I can never resist pulling out a camera when I’m taking a walk through it. I absolutely adore the angular, zagging walkway and its companion undulating railroad track wall.
It is not unusual to see odd objects or interesting little scenes of cast-off belongings on the streets of Portland. One such thing I stumbled across on a walk one day in the NE part of the city were these glasses, just hanging out among the moss and plant life on a curb at the edge of the street. I left there where they were, for I could not know the reason behind their presence.
The light here in the wintertime is very good. Portland light has a different character than the light I grew up with, being so much farther north. When the air is cold and the sun is low, it bounces off the facades of buildings in the Pearl District and bathes Tanner Springs Park in a glow I find irresistible.