There’s no season more spectacularly beautiful in Portland, Oregon, no season more poignant and full, than ever bountiful fall.
“When fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.” …Stephen King
In Portland, early signs of the yearly transition from summer to fall begin appearing in August, a single leaf here and there on an otherwise bare sidewalk.
And around mid-August, in older, less manicured neighborhoods, there are occasional sightings of fallen apples and pears, destined for scavenger birds rather than a golden pie.
Along the downtown waterfront, the Southwest Waterfront Park Garden puts on a spectacular show.
Every season is beautiful in this jewel-like park, but fall is breathtaking.
Especially when combined with a moody sky.
In the Pearl District, trees are trimmed with seasonal lights in early preparation for the holidays.
On the South Park Blocks, sidewalks are strewn with autumn leaves.
Color, color everywhere. And it’s only just begun.
Portland Moving to Fall Photo Gallery
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