A Night in Sellwood

A cold, misty night.

Steam rising off a cup of Caramel Créme Brulee tea.

A late-night stroll with a beautiful girl.

Jumping too far off a swing.

Getting stuck on a dew covered slide in an empty park.

Park lamps cast a lambent glow on a riverside path.

The fog-shrouded bridge across the river looks like a space ship.

Sitting on a dock taking long exposures of the riverbank.

Black water swirls by.

Fish leap somewhere in the dark.

A final goodbye kiss.

Knowing there is no way to immortalize the night.

Leaving the DockThis is what travel is all about.

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