April folds into May and here in Portland we get to see seasons change. That's a fairly new one for me growing up and spending much of my life in California. This past week we flirted with Tee shirt weather, people washed their cars, the heat remained off, and little seedlings began to fall from the enormous elm trees that line my street. If a young man's fancy turns to love in the Spring, then an this older man's fancy turns to the possibility of another Kentucky Derby and the opening of the trout season. OK, love too. The fever that captures my heart and mind first is Derby fever. I usually catch it about Februa...
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