The Crazy Hazy Days of Summer
Hello beautiful friends. You are beautiful, you know that, right? It’s been a while since we last talked (as my Better Half reminded me last night, it’s been more than a month since I last wrote on this blog – yikes!) but life has been blazing by at the same fearful pace it always does. I’m reminded, as I look at the places I’ve written (Food Lush, Trochia, Cute Conservative, Corner Booth, thousands of client documents) and the places I haven’t (um, here, and anywhere else that is focused on my little life) that writing doesn’t happen.
It just doesn’t.
It takes patience and work and priority – and unfortunately, those are all things that I have not done a good job of giving myself or this blog. Maaaaaybe I need to work on that.
But anyway. Regrets are yesterday’s companions. All I can do is move forward and onward, right?
This summer has been busy in a really good way. We have been kayaking almost every weekend, filling our days off with state parks and local adventurings – it’s been a summer of wet, sandy hair and tan toes, and it’s been great. A couple of weeks ago we went to Oregon for a wedding (in a barn. with wildflowers. CUTEST THING EVER.) and stayed for the week, tramping about, camping by rivers and alpine lakes and trying out some of the Northwest’s finest cuisine. (Bend Burger Company, you have my heart.)
Actually, I’ll stop blabbing about it and just show you. Here’s our Oregon trip, as documented with smartphone camera photos:
So that was Oregon, pretty much. It was kinda great. Thanks for sticking with me, friends, even though I’ve fallen down on the blogging job. I’m going to posting some more state park reviews and tales of our adventurings soon, so stay tuned!