Category: Life & Miscellany
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Hoist the Jolly Roger
We had some guests visiting from Kansas last week, and when our friend Jeff heard about it, he invited us all onto his boat to give our visitors a taste of the ocean before they headed home. As a landlubber myself, I think it might have been an even bigger treat for me. The best…
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Over the mountains
Whenever the Tailor and I do our annual peach haul from the other side of the Cascades, we like to take the back road. That way, we get to take in the mountain air, visit every orchard along the way, Have our pick of the best farmstands, and take the time to find out what’s…
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Pirate’s cove
My next stop on the trip was one I would have made anyway, just for the sheer natural beauty. But what really happened is that I let my inner movie geek take over. Film buffs: recognize that location? Ah, Cannon Beach. Home of the iconic Haystack Rock and filming location for The Goonies and a…
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Raincoat/rain coast
My lucky good weather held out until I hit the Oregon border. And then the storm hit. It poured. I mean, absolutely cats and dogs. Once in awhile it let up enough to let a hint of sunshine through, but then the shower curtains would roll back in a moment later. Sometimes the weather made…
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Butterfat Palaces
Eureka! (Sorry. I just felt a great need to say that. Ahem.) I stopped in Eureka, CA for a cuppa after my sojourn in the nearby redwoods, and was charmed in a heartbeat. Thanks to its obvious proximity to timber, Eureka is chock-a-block with fancy Victorian and Art Deco architecture. And by stumbling upon a…
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Cathedral trees
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Land’s end
Even though my trip south originally brought me across the Bay, it seemed like San Francisco was the logical starting point for my long trek home along the coast. So after a quick sketch (while humming that Journey song that popped into my head for the umpteenth time), I crossed the bridge and headed north.…
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Hitting the road
My usually insatiable wanderlust has been at an absolute fever pitch lately—and a pretty intense recent case of studio burnout has only increased the feeling. So in order to recharge the old battery a bit, and maybe stir up some brand new inspiration, I’m closing up shop and hitting the road. The Tailor and I…
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Pink proof
Despite the fact that in my brain it’s still January, and I’m still irrationally looking forward to all the catch-up time I’ll have in the “new year” (which is starting to look more and more like next year instead), the rhodies blooming right outside my studio window are hard evidence to the contrary.