Recently, I walked along Hood River’s waterfront. The path I take is 3.5 miles out and back. The fresh air acts as an antidote to the cabin fever that persists during Oregon’s winter months. The Port Commission has patiently developed this resource over the last three decades. Another decade of fine tuning should bring the project to a satisfactory completion.
Each visit provides a unique perspective of the same route. Normally, I walk alone. I listen to music on my iPhone and use its camera to capture the views that change day to day due to weather and the advancing seasons.
In truth, the more I go, the more I see.
Evidently, the Port’s master plan emphasized both creative landscaping and art. On this visit, the sculpture placed along the path drew my attention.
Sculpture celebrates the shape of things. The movement of the Columbia River frames these stationary works of art. The hills on the north shore, the basalt cliffs, and the sky and clouds juxtapose the natural with the man-made.
I plod along, medicating myself against cabin fever, surrounded by the wonders of Northwest Oregon. Creative ideas bubble to the surface of my consciousness. Often, they defy re-capture later when I stand before my word processor. And, that’s okay. For me, it’s healthy to let them go.
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