Macleay Park is two blocks southwest of our place. This verdant scene, typical for the park’s main trail, is about a quarter mile further on.
I live near this.
This is the twilight view from the courtyard of our apartment building. Looking west, that ridge of silhouetted pines is Forest Park. It’s one of the largest urban reserves in the Nation. There’s a trailhead two blocks from here, just beyond the steel truss bridge and the sculpture garden.
Four blocks down our street is a brewery. I can smell its sweet scent carried upon the breeze that rolls up the river valley.
Three blocks up there’s a corner bar, a cafe, an art gallery, and a bike shop. Just your typical Portland neighborhood. I love this place.