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?
Sweet Zamboni, who is an even bigger ball freak than Cholula.
“Camping” in Big Sur.
Post-yoga toesies before Sarah’s wedding.
John is a happy dancer.
On the bar with the bride.
The 4th of July in Silverton, Colorado.
The first day of paddleboarding on Henry’s Lake, Idaho.
Don’t do meth. It sucks.
John in Glacier National Park.
We saw real goats, too.
Chillin’ in Seattle with my brother and his awesome wife.
That’s not all we drank.
At a Seattle Seahawks game. Pre-season… and sold out!
We didn’t eat there, but I bet it’s delicious.
Seattle sushi and sake!
Coffee shop art I wanted to steal…
The Ocean Crest Motel in Moclips, Washington. Retro perfection.
Black coffee, the September issue, and an ocean view.
An unexpectedly ideal lunch in Astoria on the Oregon coast.
Food makes me happy!
Scrumptiousness at Recipe in Newberg, Oregon.
Life free, love often, eat wild.
Blackberries off the vine in the Rogue River Valley.
Saying thank you to a tree. A big one.
My favorite spot in Healdsburg, California.
Standing in our front doorway of the home we now live in!
Rocking to San Francisco-based cover band Featherwitch.
Aunt Amber and Isabella at Gladstones.
Our last-minute Halloween costumes rocked!
Supposed to still be in the Yucatan…and engaged.
My first viewing of Gone with the Wind at Mom and Dad’s!
Have we discussed my deep love for Neil Young?
Once upon a time, she was tiny…
John’s old house at Christmastime.
Wintertime in Utah.
Two men in a tub.
I want one.
I feel like I’m being watched…
Home, sweet home… and hound, sweet hound.
Find your happy stuff today.