In case you didn’t know, it rains in Portland. Often. Menudo. Vaak. Souvent. Spesso. (Depending on if you speak Spanish, Dutch, French, or Italian) When it rains this much, I start to think: 1. There are a lot of depressed people. We Portland folk simply are not receiving enough Vitamin D. When the sun doesn’t come out for weeksContinue reading “Weather (1)”