Monthly Archives: January 2012

Thrifting

One of my favorite things to do is to go thrifting. Either alone or with a friend, or even my mom. At the Goodwill down the street, or in small towns around the state — it’s sort of an addiction.

Thrifting

One of my favorite things to do is to go thrifting. Either alone or with a friend, or even my mom. At the Goodwill down the street, or in small towns around the state — it’s sort of an addiction.

LOWELL

On Saturday I finally made it down to the lovely new little shop and cafe in Portland called LOWELL. Christie and I were excited to check it out, but as we approached the front door and glimpsed in, we were

LOWELL

On Saturday I finally made it down to the lovely new little shop and cafe in Portland called LOWELL. Christie and I were excited to check it out, but as we approached the front door and glimpsed in, we were

Cabin in the Woods

When I was back in Horton around Christmastime, I was strangely drawn to our old family friends’ house. They moved away long before we did, and like my parents, kept their house. Also like our family, they had three daughters

Cabin in the Woods

When I was back in Horton around Christmastime, I was strangely drawn to our old family friends’ house. They moved away long before we did, and like my parents, kept their house. Also like our family, they had three daughters

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Wood Shop

I woke up this morning with no plans for the day. Usually when that happens, I settle in on the couch with a cup of coffee and look through my favorite design books for inspiration. I only got a few

/ home

Wood Shop

I woke up this morning with no plans for the day. Usually when that happens, I settle in on the couch with a cup of coffee and look through my favorite design books for inspiration. I only got a few

Homeward

  The week before Christmas, I visited my sister Julia out where she lives — where we grew up — in Horton, Oregon. Nobody calls it that anymore, but it still is on Google Maps as such. Horton is essentially

Homeward

  The week before Christmas, I visited my sister Julia out where she lives — where we grew up — in Horton, Oregon. Nobody calls it that anymore, but it still is on Google Maps as such. Horton is essentially

New Year

New Year’s Eve is usually pretty anti-climactic for me, and I often feel that I watch things happen rather than really join in on the fun. But this year was much different. I’ve had the best weekend — filled with

New Year

New Year’s Eve is usually pretty anti-climactic for me, and I often feel that I watch things happen rather than really join in on the fun. But this year was much different. I’ve had the best weekend — filled with