Wedding Weekend River Float

This past weekend was a whirlwind of adventure in Idaho.  I flew to Boise Friday night and met up with on of my best gals (Maggie) whom I met 10 years go while attending my freshman year of college in Missouri! 

Maggie's cousin Soly was getting married and I offered to help out and take photos (this was a beautiful, laid-back D.I.Y. wedding).  The ceremony was next to a dilapidated barn on the side of the road outside of Cascade.  It was a gorgeous hot sunny Saturday, and it was a blast!! I hope to have some photos from the wedding up by next week, but I couldn't resist throwing up a few from the HUGE rafting trip down the Cabarton that half the attendees participated in Sunday afternoon!  

AND YES...that really is someone's face tattooed on someone's butt. 

Portage Squeeze

 

 

Saturday was spent like a good, sunny Saturday should be...outside biking and exploring.  Rach and I biked down to the ferry from my house and took it over to Vashon Island.  We'd been warned by a few people about the hills, (and it WAS hilly) but that didn't phase us.  

Top to bottom/left to right:

1.  New frontier 

2.  Bike rest

3.  Keyboard purse in a local shop

4.  Rachel posing with "Cool Gary"

5.  Cockatails from The Hardware Store

6.  Self portrait

7.  Girl biking at the stationary bike graveyard

8.  Rach looking northeast

9.  Red bike left next to tree in 1964, now some 6 feet off the ground

10. Abandoned shed by red bike

We ended up with a flat that left us walking up a really huge winding steep hill, and after about an hour a fellow biker pulled over to help us out.  If it wasn't for him we would not have made the perfect timing to catch the ferry back.  Yeah for good biker karma!

He Took The Butter Off Her Knife

During half time of the World Cup yesterday, I walked through the street fair taking place next door to my friend Amanda's house.  I love checking out all the different tents from different vendors, but I don't often come upon something that I really like adore.  Yesterday I did!  I found Bonnie Jones Photography, she's a local artist and she was displaying her work at the fair.  I came away with a great little piece I'm saving for my sister (who doesn't read this blog, so don't worry) and her upcoming birthday. 

I checked out Bonnie's blog, Explore Daily, and saw that she is currently working on a project called Journal Portraits. Having been a the kind of girl who has kept a journal on and off since 3rd grade (all stashed in a box under my bed), most diligently when I'm traveling, I find a strong connection to her images.

The above photograph "He Took The Butter Off Her Knife" corresponds with this entry:

Friday, January 4, 1946

Canada

"She was at the table one day and she reached her knife and helped herself to butter. And her husband took his own knife and stretched his hand out and took the butter off her knife with his knife and put it back on the plate. It was as though the poor thing couldn't have any butter. Maybe it was no wonder she became queer - and maybe she wasn't the only queer one in that family. That was a queer thing to do, to take the butter away from her, right off her knife with his knife."

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
*It made my weekend to find something like this in my own backyard, and it also gave me inspiration to keep working diligently on my own photography.

Weekend in the country

I spent a relaxing Thanksgiving weekend in Ellensburg with my Husband's family and good friends. The days were dry, windy and full of blue skies and bright sun.  I spent Friday walking around downtown and then walking along the river.  Friday night Peter and I and a few friends headed up to Roslyn to see the Dusty 45's rock out at The Brick.  Saturday was about napping and football before heading back over to the west side.  

Oh yeah and that sweet belt!?  An awesome gift from my sister-in law Anna.  

Random weekend

While my husband was out of town this weekend I took the time to do something I don't get to do when he's around...watch scary and horrible movies.  My friend Maggie stayed with me Friday night before I dropped her off at the airport Saturday morning to head to Hawaii for the week.  We went out for dinner and drinks and then came back to subject ourselves to this:

Saturday after taking her to the airport, coming home and sleeping for another four hours I finally got myself in gear and cleaned the house before heading to Seattle for the night.  My sister Alanna was able to squeeze in a coffee with me between work and work again, so we were able to chat and catch up a bit.

After coffee I headed to Greenwood to hang with my cousin Garrett.  He is a commercial fisherman in Alaska so I usually get treated to some tasty seafood when I eat with him.  He made an awesome Halibut Yakisoba which went perfectly with the tasty beer he so delicately paired it with:

While eating dinner we listened to the awesome debut album of a band Garrett introduced me to, and I am now in love with:

{the xx}

After dinner we headed up North to catch the Silvertips game.  Unfortunately it was not a good night for the tips who were defeated by the Wheat Kings: 5-2!!

                    VS.

My Sunday was spent running around doing a few errands such as purchase these adorable boots by Steve Madden that I have been eyeing for a while:

My last errand was to pop into Borders & grab an issue of my favorite magazine which I let the subscription lapse on:

Once I got home and put everything away...including the ingredients for our Sunday night dinner (falafels) I grabbed my bust and a blue moon and took a relaxing bath.  Ellen Page is sharp, you gotta love her witty remarks, and did you know they are making an Arrested Development movie!  That's almost as exciting as the sequel to Boondock Saints: All Saints Day.