mondays.

Someone is mowing the lawn outside, and my window is open, so my whole room smells amazing. 

I had a wonderful Easter with my family & friends.

It's such a nice day.

I was sent this photo from when Kyle was here and we played with a puppy.

If that doesn't melt your heart, I don't know what will.

Happy Monday, everyone :)

palm trees and things

California has my heart every summer. Something about the beaches, those palm trees, little baby sunburns on your nose and cheeks. Salty hair and sandals everyday, and no reason to take off your swimsuit. Kyle and I had such a great time there last March, and I'm dying to go back. You know what sucks, though? Airlines. And airplanes. And rental cars. Why are they so expensive?? And why are flights from Salt Lake cheap when it's expensive to fly from Seattle, but expensive when it's cheap from Seattle? Then when you find reasonably priced flights for both, the rental car is suddenly higher in price!! What the heck?! As you can see, I'm slightly frustrated by it all. I just want my toes in the sand. We'll see how this goes. (Probably not very well)

spring break.

Daffodils are my favourite flower and Portland is one of my favourite cities and Kyle is my favourite human, who made the other things happen while I was home.

Thanks for for the crazy roadtrip, even though I got cranky when I was hungry and you got a ticket.
And thanks for surprising me with daffodils when I got home from church.

I think I'll keep you.

(spring break, a couple weeks ago.)

happy little accidents

Dreaming of the coast and these three photos perfectly aligned on Pinterest.

I think it's a sign.

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“I thought I understood it, that I could grasp it, but I didn’t, not really. Only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. I didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. Because it’s the halves that halve you in half. I didn’t know, don’t know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me.”