before I get started on the inbetween...

12 weeks ago today I held him for the first time. I'm so head over heels I can hardly stop smiling.

all I'm saying...

is that it's been almost a year. seriously?! I'm gettin it together...a lot of catching up to do! :)

alaska...seriously, I love you.

and I thank you for luring me away from my daily. between you and these photos I feel as though I could easily convince myself to buy an old rusty in all the right places truck, a plot of land and get to it. no really, I already have a list of fruits and veggies I would grow and animals I would raise.

it flies.

time. really. in so many ways and this time of year always for me. coincidental it must be...may be...but, it makes me anxious. it's bittersweet this time of year is for me. in the end, though, it's always good and spiritual and enlightening and inspiring. full of remembering and full of moving forward. not to mention am so delighted with the idea of the sun shining down on my daily life and i'm already loving the smell of the blooms and the leaves and the dry warm life in the air.

i admit i've been neglecting the blog and my camera...but, have been giving other pieces of my life some much needed attention and am loving the benefits of that. this can't last for much longer though, neglect that is. i have room for spending time capturing life through the lens and my feeble attempt at telling some kind of story to go along and i'm missing it just way too much. plus, i have a list to share.

three things...

i liked about this girl:

the way she decidedly selected the perfect space to enjoy her latte and scone. she checked out the bar seats along the window, sat in one even, maybe thinking how nice all of the natural light would be but then maybe concluding that it was a bit lonely. possibly she chose the counter bar seats to give her the perfect combination. she would certainly have an element of independence, yet the warm social aspect of watching and listening to the baristas fix the perfect espresso and coffee drinks. anyway, I liked her method and was delighted to see that I'm not the only one that can be a little neurotic at times about where to sit.

she either knows that stumptown is really the best coffee on the planet or had her planets aligned to stumble upon this shop on this morning.

the plaid shirt. it's perfect really. masculine in the pattern, feminine in the shape. it was the perfect choice for sitting at the bar. i thought anyway.