plans

after months of hesitation — majorly rooted in the thought that most of my heart still beats in the northwest — i’ve officially committed to running the bed & breakfast here in Michigan next season..

with the big decision made, i’m starting to turn my focus to the act of curating..

(oh, and the act of budgeting for my salary→→→$$$)

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

today was gorgeous. i even ventured outside for a few moments with bare feet. i walked in the grass until my toes were numb. if sunny and 45° can make me that joyful, i might bust come May. i know that most of us feel that way, but being raised in the midwest, i’ve grown to appreciate sunshine and mild weather more than most.

here are a few shots from my favorite place on earth: Watervale.

they were all taken one morning on a solo walk to the beach. 

only 5 short months and we get to do this again.