We live in the foothills of the Oregon Coast Range. We are also above 1000′ elevation. Our weather patterns differ from what happens in the valley. We average about 6° colder than our closest city and get more wind & rain. Rain. That’s what I want to know. How much rain do we get. It seems like a lot. Some days it totally bums me
Last Sunday I ran my very first marathon! My family met me at about the half way mark to cheer me on. I had them bring two photo props I had prepared. They’re simple and to the point. The “Still Going Strong” one was my good vibes prior to race day. And, I was still going strong at the half way point. I’m happy to
Who knew I was going to become a runner? I certainly didn’t. However, I found that it works for my lifestyle. I don’t love the training, but I really enjoy the run events. I’m not fast, but I finish. It is rewarding. I feel good. I feel accomplished. Somewhere around the beginning of my running adventure I learned about the Tinker Bell Half Marathon in
The weather forecast is getting predictable. Rain. Followed by rain. And more rain. This December is officially the wettest month in 75 years. That’s sayin’ a lot since we live in Oregon. And, the month isn’t even over yet. We still have over a week left in December. After such a dry summer, a little rain is nice. But, we’ve had enough now. I’d like
Each year I set up a photo booth area in our living room and leave it up throughout December. This year’s photo booth backdrop was super simple since I was reusing one I put together at the beginning of summer for a graduation party. So, although it is currently being used as a Christmas backdrop, it can easily be used for most any occasion.
I have a couple friends that I’ve been friends with since high school. This year, two of them have daughters graduating high school. High school! That just seems impossible. One of the girls is really active in FFA. After State Fair, when her animals were looking their best, she asked me to take photos of her and her 4 legged friends. She shows sheep, goats