it’s been too long

i didn’t take many photos on my portland trip with my real camera.. so instagram will suffice:

perhaps my favorite photo from my favorite day.

moments before the best meal.

my favorite camping trip, ever.

post-tattoo wine guzzling on the bluffs.

a great start to my second favorite day.

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since my return life has been far from sleepy, but these are a few of the quiet moments:

kombucha nightcapping while solo sunsetting

the other lake

burns park, party of one

i’ve found myself in a few too many diners lately..

and i’ve spent far too little time outside..

chelsea

we’re building up the reserves for a trip to Lake Michigan next month, we’ll be brewing our second batch this week in a few days. dad always taught us to be prepared.

willy wonka in the park last night

& yesterday’s rain

winston

we had a lovely surprise today at the cabin when one of J’s nurses brought little 5-week-old Winston by. she joked about leaving a baby in the car.. and when we figured out what kind, i bolted outside.

apparently Winston was being bullied by some larger pigs, so she’s fostering him until he can stand up for himself. in the meantime, like she does with all of her other piglet fosters, she plans to leash-train him and teach him tricks (“play dead” is a favorite, rather appropriately..)–  … and then she probably eats them.

she told a story about a particularly mean piglet that was rather nippy.. they decided to take a marker to him and draw the different  cuts of meat so they could taunt him about how big and tasty his hams were getting. genius.

what a day

We’ve waited three long, trying, terrible months for this.

We’re not exactly sleeping soundly tonight, but we’re all under the same roof.. and right now, I can’t ask for more.

John’s friends, neighbors and employees have been nothing short of amazing. For the last week while we impatiently watched his discharge date get pushed further and further back.. these people were ready and waiting to drop everything and come over with their signs and songs (yes, songs). The enthusiasm that they show for him is just a reflection of the light he shines on all of us. We’re so glad he’s home.

a great weekend///i’m the luckiest


i set out on a trip this weekend


bestfriends-bound


i woke up friday morning in this adorable and cozy abode


& had a solo brunch at a delicious little spot around the block


i wandered


& wondered


and then i found myself in heaven


yeah


we treated ourselves to terrible chick flicks and magnums of mediocre wine


& played tourist


i gave in and drank terrible bloody marys… [Portland, you’ve spoiled me]


pre-sunburn


post-sunburn


on the long way home today, i met the sweetest friend


& found the prettiest blue bird sacrifice


[they were fresh out]


we walked across creeks and battlefields


& i was impressed by the fortitude of wood

i am feeling beyond fortunate tonight.

photos via Instagram

real photos later this week…

lately


i’ve been daydreaming and nightdreaming about this beach


while walking on this beach


i’ve been oversleeping, constantly running 15 minutes late..


i’ve been drinking a lot of this


while doing lots of this


i showed my pops some good, local eats


and passed this building 10 too many times


i’ve been hanging out with this little bunny


and these big smelly bunnies


oh and i’ve colored more princesses than my feminist-leaning self can properly handle..

all photos via Instagram

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progress


the beds will hopefully be finished today..


.. conveniently it’s Saturday and the Ann Arbor Farmers’ Market was hoppin’.. we stopped by after breakfast with J at the hospital and nearly bought two of everything from Frog Holler Organic Farm — isn’t that name pretty perfect? they boast a drool-worthy internship.. perhaps in another life..


this is me – a little too excited with my new kids.