This past weekend was a whirlwind of activity and friends, filled with non-stop hilarity, entertaining dogs, tree climbing (seriously), afternoon cocktails, and photographic traipsing. In short, it was amazing.
We’ve decided to stay another night on Whidbey Island (because why not, right?) and so until I have time to provide a full word-laden recap, below are a few of my favorite shots from the weekend.
(Happy! Monday, guys and dolls.)

Chris, Kim & Mona!

Strawberry picking!

Deck lounging!

Poppies!

Hans & Cam! (And Cam’s sweet in-process back piece.)

Adorable!

Sunglass switch!

Tree hugging!

Dike walking!

Shooters!

Peas!

Pug napping!

This post inspired by my friend and Patron Saint of Divorce Redemption.
We’ve all heard about the five (or seven) stages of grief, the designated personal places you must traipse within and for yourself to be able to stand tall on the other side of whatever loss you are suffering. Stages you need to fight your way through surviving, and really processing, to be able to find yourself again.
In my head I liken the five stages of divorce to a wily → Read more...
Today is babycarrot sister’s 26th! Day of Cake. Being that my sister happens to be (awesome, yes! and) one of my favorite people on the planet, I think instead of being here, you should go here, and read all about what made her day great. (Seeing as how we’re all very visual learners around these parts, I will tell you that there are most definitely pictures. Of cake, even!)
You could even wish her a happy! birthday. You know, if you → Read more...
We interrupt copious amounts of Asia recapping this broadcast for a maritime digression of sorts.
You see, I’ve been a lover of the ocean, and of all things aquatic and nautical-inspired, ever since I can remember.
My love for sea-faring-everything might very well have been fostered during the myriad spring breaks spent exploring quaint coastal communities in and around Port Ludlow, Washington. Some of my fondest childhood memories spring forth from days spent poking my curious face into every trinket shop in → Read more...
Or, My Asian Adventure, Numerically Speaking.
1: Raw Ginseng root eaten after being offered by a kindly man with wrinkles showcasing his eyes at the Yangyang market. Also the number of photos I was asked to be in with total strangers (at the Forbidden City in Beijing).
6: Times I was asked to take pictures for total strangers.
2: Cups of mineral water I drank directly from a spring in the ground (in Osaek).
3: Flights (out of 5) wherein I had two (or → Read more...