Backyard treats.

Mt. St. Helens: an intimidating reminder to us all, that a (small or even destructive) change isn't the end of anything.

Just a quick scramble, cold wading, slight unbelief, and a bit of negotiating. 

A solo early morning of watching.

We welcomed the chilly summer solstice by a fire, telling stories, drawing our future (so totally dreamy) home, & planning out a bit of what's next.

Where you can find me this weekend. 

Sometimes it's easy to take things for granted.