By Erika Moen on November 12, 2011
While we were walking back from The Albina Press yesterday, Matt suddenly pulled me to the side to keep me from accidentally stepping on this little guy. We immediately dropped to our knees and pressed our noses to the cement to better check him out and I made this little clip while Matt talked at the inchworm at length. Matt swept the little dude to the side so he wouldn’t get squished by the next pedestrian. It was only when we stood up that I realized an old man had been watching (and laughing! Good naturedly.) at us from his porch.
What can I say? We get excited about shit like that.