A Year Later
It has officially been a year since I moved to Oregon. I can’t think of a more beautiful or more up-and-down year I’ve had, and perhaps those characteristics are correlated. I’ve been thinking very much about days past, remembering old friends, old loves, and trying to imagine how on earth I’ve been lucky enough to arrive here where I am with what I have.
These are (only a few of) the stories I hope I remember forever:
The most honest and beautiful tree I have ever known.
The week Bryan and Beth came to visit.
The many days and evenings of photography with Blaine and Beth.
The weekend Andie and Jason and Mr. Dixon came to town.
The many hikes over the summer including this one with Luke and Jillianne.