swift are the seasons

It's a nice Portland tradition—reclining on a grassy knoll watching a thousand Swifts buzz their urban roost inside the chimney of Chapman Elementary. Fall will come, as it always does. But until then, these savage summer evenings.

 

I know it's not polite to photograph people while they're eating, but I just wanted to memorex the seasonal bounty spread out here. Heirloom tomatoes in vinegar, green bean salad, baguette and a bottle of wine.