It had been a while, like two or three years, since I'd visited the Oregon Zoo, so yesterday I got going early enough to spend most of the midday there. 10:00 a.m. to 3:00 p.m., wandering, appreciating animals, and taking pictures and videos. As busy as the Zoo is, I still found quiet places for quiet moments: the unused-at-that-time North Meadow for the Asian elephants who live there, then later this moment in the enclosure for the Bontebok, a southern African antelope.
No Bonteboks were in that portion of the enclosure, nor were any of the other animals which share that space, and for a time no people other than me observing it either: just a gentle drizzle on a pond, and I felt like preserving it.
And then later, after heading home, I headed out again for a much louder experience, watching John Wick Chapter 3: Parabellum in a late screening at the Bagdad Theater. Very satsifying, very violent, as the other John Wick films are, sometimes getting me to full-body cringe and to yell. And watching Ian McShane as Winston simply start to smile is ne of this film's surprising pleasures. Oh yes, I like Chapter 3.