Pettygrove Park

Pettygrove Park is a nice little hideout near our home. During the weekdays, I call it Smoker’s Row, because people who work in the surrounding offices come out there to stink up the air with their smoke (I am not the Mean Girl in Portland). But on the weekends, it is truly a hidden nugget of peace. There are three little hills and a gentle incline of a walkway that I think I’ll try to create a sled trail on the next time it snows. There is a sculpture here called "Dreamer." Joe thinks it looks like a squished Snoopy. Apparently, the sculpture has foam in its center and it is supposed to create some kind of interesting noise when it is rained on, but I haven’t wanted to stand out there when it rains just to hear the sculpture “speak.” Here is a picture of Joe...he is real. Some people don't think I have a husband. I didn't make him up! He exists!