Memory Lane.

This is why I take so many photos. 

When I stumble upon pictures from a day I’d forgotten about, a smiley moment caught on camera, it makes me happy. Photos are memories. And I have 1,333 memories on my iPhone.

It’s been awhile since I looked through them, these pictures that at the time I deemed worth saving. There are some gems. Stroll along Memory Lane with me, won’t you?

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Sweet Zamboni, who is an even bigger ball freak than Cholula.

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“Camping” in Big Sur.

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Post-yoga toesies before Sarah’s wedding.

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John is a happy dancer.

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On the bar with the bride.

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The 4th of July in Silverton, Colorado.

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The first day of paddleboarding on Henry’s Lake, Idaho.

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Don’t do meth. It sucks.

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John in Glacier National Park.

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We saw real goats, too.

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Chillin’ in Seattle with my brother and his awesome wife.

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That’s not all we drank.

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At a Seattle Seahawks game. Pre-season… and sold out!

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We didn’t eat there, but I bet it’s delicious.

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Seattle sushi and sake!

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Coffee shop art I wanted to steal…

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The Ocean Crest Motel in Moclips, Washington. Retro perfection.

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Black coffee, the September issue, and an ocean view.

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An unexpectedly ideal lunch in Astoria on the Oregon coast.

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Bathroom wisdom.

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Food makes me happy!

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Scrumptiousness at Recipe in Newberg, Oregon.

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Life free, love often, eat wild.

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Blackberries off the vine in the Rogue River Valley.

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Saying thank you to a tree. A big one.

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My favorite spot in Healdsburg, California. 

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Incredible view.

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Standing in our front doorway of the home we now live in!

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Rocking to San Francisco-based cover band Featherwitch.

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Sistas. 

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Aunt Amber and Isabella at Gladstones. 

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Our last-minute Halloween costumes rocked!

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Supposed to still be in the Yucatan…and engaged.

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My first viewing of Gone with the Wind at Mom and Dad’s!

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Have we discussed my deep love for Neil Young?

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Once upon a time, she was tiny…

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REALLY tiny.

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Snowy footprints. 

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John’s old house at Christmastime.

Wintertime in Utah.

Two men in a tub.

I want one.

Ramble on.

I feel like I’m being watched…

Home, sweet home… and hound, sweet hound.

Squirrel huntress. 

Find your happy stuff today. 

15 replies »

  1. I love this!! I’d keep all those photos too…I’m afraid to look and see how many photos are on my phone.. a lot! I want that coffee shop art too 🙂 Keep snappin! 🙂

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