hoodrats for a day

After a pretty low-key weekend, we stole away yesterday for a jaunt in Hood River. All of the mountains were out and there was nothing but blue sky for miles. Add to that fields of fresh fruit, lavender, shaded nooks and wineries then topped it off with a BBQ at Sophie's momma's house: there you have it, Sunday.

Oh, today!

We finish the move to the new house today. Lots of heavy lifting, low doses of sleep, sleeping in the middle of freshly painted rooms with all the windows open, dust sneezes, and squeezing in as much hang out time as possible. This marks my fourth abode in the Pacific Northwest; I think it's going to be a good one.

Reposted via theshanners Instagram, of Shannon Wilson Designs.

20 minutes for yourself in the afternoon

It happened. We made it. I ordered my first iced americano of the season today. And took 20 minutes this afternoon in the sunshine in just a tank top to soak it up. The wind of course started up again soon after, but nobody could have blemished those few moments of glory. Nobody.

During that time, I got an email from Sadie Rose with a custom order. Nothin' I love more. Check out this labradorite pyramid that will soon be a ring on her finger. It's flippin gorgeous, as is she, and I can't wait to get to work on it.

Also, photos from a quick coastal jaunt yesterday. This is my favorite beach on all of the west coast. Agates and streams and birds and tide pools galore. This secret little pathway down to the shore makes me want to be a kid again just to see it through the lens of young eyes.

signs of spring

After another weekend of hibernation, I woke up this morning with the air of trip planning, new music, and a general sense of forward looking. The air is a bit warmer and signs of spring are beginning to show, starting with the roses outside of our bathroom window. Portland is nothing short of a playground when the sun decides to finally show it's face and it's this mere fact that we must remind of ourselves of mid-winter drizzle. These shots were taken a few springs ago in a park near our house. They are images that I would be equally in love with were they of strangers that I found them on the internet. Turns out, they are of people I know including me.

Signs of Winter

cascades from the sky

Currently lying in bed at 9pm and watching cable, which generally indicates 1 of 2 things: work trip or, parents. While both are true in this case, the exciting element is that Dad is here! It's his first time in the Pacific Northwest, and he's staying for the entire week. We have an ambitious schedule including salmon fishing on the coast and hiking volcanos in Washington. Excited to play tour guide, and to share this place with him.

A conversation we had over dinner reminded me of these epic photos I took flying out of Seattle this past June:

hipster marketing

I got an email just now from Bally's titled 'Get into those skinny jeans for less.' For those of us who try to deny being hipsters, or that they are an officially stratified social class - no more. They are surveying them (us) for marketing purposes.

The Mocket

Hands cold? always losing mittens? wish your pockets were made of fleece and just a wee bit roomier? worry no more...

The mocket has arrived. They're mittens attached to the front of your pants so that instead of windy and rough denim pockets, your hands can rest warm and soft in a stylish set of mockets.

loves

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