I miss your wide open spaces. Sometimes I get claustrophobic here in New England and want to be able to see more than 200 yards around me. I also miss your mountains.
I miss freeways. Yes, we have interstates here, but we pay to drive on them, thus there's no free part. And so, unfortunately, they are known simply as highways.
I miss your rugged coastline. How I love the dear Pacific Ocean and it's gigantic waves. I also appreciate the fact that you offer your beaches to the public at no cost.
I long for your beautiful campgrounds--run by the county or state at affordable prices.
I miss large states and unincorporated areas. That's right, everything here is within a town or city limit (I know!).
I miss dry summers. Humidity is for the birds.
I miss big trees. I mean really big trees, the kind that take only three to fill a log truck. Heck, I miss log trucks.
I miss the public's commitment to recycling and responsible stewardship for the land.
I miss hippies. And cowboys.
I miss you.
With much love,
A Native Oregonian