As we cozy into the holiday season and are approaching Winter Solstice, Hanukkah and Christmas we start to see all the happy lights being lit. One of my favorite spectacles to view was this birch tree on N. Willamette Ave. Each branch would be wrapped in pinkish-red lights as it stood almost alone in a well manicured yard. Since I was a little North Portlander, I've admired that tree when the season arrived. It was a tradition that many Portlanders adored. Last year the tree was wrapped in lights that were never lit, this year the tree is gone; the soil bed has a few new shrubs comfortably placed as if the tree never existed. I'm grateful I made my Husband pull over in the freezing cold a few years back to let me get a photo. It's sad when things disappear and I've been told the tree sadly passed on to tree heaven! But, nonetheless, I'm even more inspired now to make the extra effort to record the things that make me happy visually.
I wanted to share it with you guys because I'm pretty sure many of you have a connection to it too! Feel free to share the love.
It's a little out of focus, but it was before I owned one those apparatuses called a tripod.