Untitled on Flickr.

Hiking off McKenzie pass, central Oregon.

Nullarbor on Flickr.

The Nullarbor Plain, Australia. On the Indian Pacific.

Green on green on Flickr.

Breathing a little deeper.

Forest Park, Portland OR.

Wrangle on Flickr.

A quick family portrait at a Habitat for Humanity picnic a few weeks back. Little kids can be so tough to wrangle together. All the props in the world to the mom who kept on trying again, and again, and again.

Seattle, WA.

Hot Sand in Toes on Flickr.

Nehalem, Oregon.

Shoes in summer on Flickr.

It’s weird to think how much time I’ve spent seeing these shoes, and even weirder to wonder if I’ll miss this and think of the shoes years later.

Guess who’s layin there on Flickr.

I’ve been thinking a lot about what I want to do and where I want to be. In a lot of ways, they’re the same question. And I’m not sure if that makes them easier or harder to answer. What I do know is that it feels really easy to get stuck on the idea of what’s next rather than what’s happening right now, and I think that’s a fundamental problem.

“You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday dont count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it’s made out of. Nothin else. You might think you could run away and change your name and I dont know what all. Start over. And then one mornin you wake up and look at the ceilin and guess who’s layin there?”

In your toes on Flickr.

The sand, the heat, the water. Shimmering across your skin then, and remembered.


I don’t know why on Flickr.

I think time has a strange way of speeding up and slowing down in important moments. Not just when they happen, but when we remember them too.

Arthur’s Pass, New Zealand.

Perth Surf on Flickr.

This is a feeling I’d like to hold forever.

Indian Ocean. Perth, Australia.