Saturday Market Musician and Cast Iron Remnants

Please scroll down to find today's dahlia, China Doll, from Swan Island Dahlias.

Operating since 1974 the Portland Saturday Market is the largest continually operating outdoor arts and crafts market in the nation. Centered in Portland’s historic Old Town the Market is one of the most popular shopping destinations for local handcrafted goods. Click on the link to find out all sorts of stuff about the Saturday Market.

I took this photo from the MAX Yellow Line the day the PCPA Tour Guides went for a public art ride with local artist Valerie Otani.

I think this is about the man in my photo. I found it at PDX Entertainment. While the photo there is not large enough to see very well, the drum is red and he's got on a similar hat, and he's playing an accordion. So, here goes: Pug is a Portland landmark. He and his one man band can be seen regularly at the Portland Saturday Market and every year at the Portland Rose Festival. Pug's Songlist Includes- Original and one of a kind works in a fun upbeat Zydeco or pop style and cover works from Motown to Louisiana!

I also took this photo of another part of the Saturday Market from the MAX train.

I found this on the World Wide Web: The free-standing wall of archways extending out from the New Market Building was salvaged from an Old Town structure that didn't survive the urban renewal craze of the 1960s.

Today's dahlia, China Doll, from Swan Island Dahlias.

Here's what the girl with the pug saw

It's Devin Phillips, on saxophone, opening with a neat rendition of "Watermelon Man." They were the second act that I heard once I had arrived at South Waterfront Day Concert in the Park at the South Waterfront Neighborhood Park (3508 SW Moody Ave.). It was the same day I took the construction cranes either looking or not looking through my sunglasses. I have several more photos to share, too. It was a fun time for me, enjoying the music, the sun, watching people and their dogs and their children.

Here's the entire Devin Phillips Funk Band. I thoroughly enjoyed every song they performed. One of these days I'm going to catch them at a jazz club, too. There's one nearby that I can get to and from on the bus.

Here's a quote about Phillips and his band that I found at Devin Phillips Dot Com:

The Oregonian
A&E Nightcrawler
May 25, 2007

"The Devin Phillips Band: The story’s been in the air for a few years now: Katrina evacuee comes to Portland with his bags packed full of talent and ambition. With a lot of hard work, he becomes a staple in the funk and jazz scene, with regular gigs all over town."

Update--I went to the grocery story after work, filling the rolling black bag, an insulated bag, and a carry bag. Thanks to bungee cords and the wheels on the rolling black bag, plus the bus, I made it home with all of it. Mama put everything away, bless her.

We're watching, what else, Dancing With the Stars. When it goes off, I'm taking a nap until time to take Duncan out for his late walk. Then back to bed. I believe I'm getting stronger bit by bit. One more day of antibiotic. No fever or aches.

Say what?

To me, he's saying, "Come on. You know you want to come on down to the park." Well, I'm not quite ready for the park, but with this cute little guy's encouragement, I'm headed that direction. I made it through a two commutes and a full day of work. The only place I dozed while seated in my chair was for a few seconds at lunch. But, tonight after eating a bowl of leftover chili (I had cooked on Sunday), I took an hour and a half nap--thanks to my sweet Mama's doing the dishes, again. She's a sweetheart every single day. Now we're into the season opening of "Dancing With the Stars," a total addiction for the both of us.