On that sunny day April 29th, I grabbed my watercolor pad and paints and drove to the canoe trail head at the end of Elron St. in NE Portland. I climbed up to the top of the dike overlooking the drainage pond and unfolded my stool. Dikes make me think of Holland even though I have never been there and don't know if our dikes resemble Dutch ones at all. But I like painting them. I like the long shapes they make and today I liked the bright green grass that covered them. From my perch on the dike I could see the west hills and tops of industrial buildings.