It was a great day for a walk, and so we talked the kids into taking a short hike along the Wildwood Trail, from the Japanese Gardens in Washington Park to the Pittock Mansion. We hadn't walked that stretch of trail in decades, and it seemed as if nothing had changed. The city hasn't done much to it, good or bad, and that's just fine, as it is a gorgeous path. The troubles of the world seem rather muted up that way.

We had plenty of company, and several languages were overheard. Everybody was quite mellow on such a splendid afternoon, even the many dogs. There were some puffy clouds around, denying a full view of the mountains up at the mansion, but the vistas were still pretty spectacular.

A nice deck has been built near the giant sequoias. A few benches, some plaques honoring friends of the local trees -- a pretty resting spot.

Over the rise, we found a tree along the trail whose branches wept over like a willow's, providing a perfect little shelter. The weather was so fine, there was no need for cover, but still it was a cool place to hang out for a few minutes.

Anyway, thank heaven -- and the people who set up Portland -- for the Wildwood Trail.