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I didn't get a chance to see Obama speak at the waterfront on Sunday, but heard from many who braved the heat and walked for hours only to find they couldn't get anywhere near the stage. A 75,000 turn out in a town of 568,380 is pretty amazing.

The Oregonian has a great photo set of the event on Flickr.

It was projected that Obama would win the Oregon Primary by a large margin, but even so, driving by his election headquarters after work and seeing the excitement outside got me a little misty.

Acid green is the new black

I'm completely smitten with my new digital camera. It's a Canon PowerShot SD750. I haven't figured out all the features yet, but can't get enough of the color accent feature. It picks up a predominant color in the scene and turns everything else black and white.

Today was really hot. We went to a swimming spot on the Washougal River. There's been a lot of news hype about people dying from shock after jumping into the freezing rivers. I only took one dunk and it was absolutely what the day called for. Perfect.

Primary Flowers I & II

A pair of new 6x6" encauastic flowers for the shop.

Silver briefcase mystery

We went for a walk to the park last night and upon return, this was sitting near the curb by our house. We thought about opening it in case it contained a million dollars in unmarked bills, but the 2nd theory was that it contained a bomb, so we decided to leave it be. As of this morning it's still there..

More waxy flowers

24 x 11.5" encaustic on braced birch panel.

Strawberry rhubarb pie

I made this tasty pie on Saturday for a birthday party. It came from the same cookbook that I got the sticky bun recipe from. It appealed to be because it called for a crisp topping instead of the double pie crust. The top crust kills me every time.

As per the recipe, I was to have enough dough left over from the bottom crust to make a lovely leaf design around the top rim. I got three leaves out of it.

The top crisp was still pretty dry after baking it. Maybe it had too much flour? I remedied that with some gobs of butter melted over it. No such thing as too much butter right?

Next post is about painting, I promise!

front porch barber shop

It's a sure sign of Spring when haircuts can take place on the front porch.

I've been cutting my husband's hair for about six years. I used to cut my own hair in high school with sometimes disastrous results. I'd like to think that I've since improved, but occasionally still have an off day. There's no method to my cutting. I'm an intuitive barber. Sometimes it works out and sometimes.... well, it will always grow out. I suppose that was also my grandma Barb's philosophy. I just didn't see it that way when she chopped off my carefully feathered bangs in fifth grade.