Another placeholder! This one will be much shorter. Check back later this afternoon ;) Okay, so I totally lied on this one! and to make up for it, I replaced it with a different image :)
My lovely friends Cyndi & Josh are currently on their honeymoon in Vancouver – I keep seeing facebook images of their adventures up north in the snow and I am jealous!! ;) I hope you guys are having a beautiful time – here’s a little something for you to enjoy while you are soaking up the fun :)
More to come later :)
Josh & Kana (& daughter Lilia) are very, very dear friends of mine, and I was very happy to be able to photograph their lovey little American wedding early last year. (Yes, this is hard far behind I am on blog posting!) A very simple ceremony, with just the closest friends & family, but it was a day filled with love, joy, and life! :) Lilia is nearly two now, and Josh & Kana are actually expecting baby #2 very soon! :D
“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass; It’s about learning to dance in the rain.”
- Vivian Greene
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Rain feels good. When I was younger, I used to take an umbrella into my backyard and just stand in the rain, dance in it, and let it fall on my face.
Sometimes I still do that. :)
To be honest, I wish it would rain more in San Diego. It’s not that I don’t sometimes enjoy the fact that we have beautiful weather 95% of the time (it’s great for shoots!) but it’s those rainy days that make us appreciate the gorgeous days more. One of my favorite parts about a rainstorm is actually the day after, when the world feels brand new. The ground is still damp, the air feels fresh & clean and you can see tiny sprouts of new life that wasn’t there before. It’s the cycle of life – without the bad, we wouldn’t have good. We have life and death, joy and sorrow, winter and summer, and the transitions in between. There needs to be a ‘bad’ (death, sorrow, winter) to have a ‘good’ (life, joy, summer). It’s all a balance. It’s all a cycle.
I especially love the above quote because I know it’s easy to hate the bad things in life and just want it to go away, but how much better would it be if we learned to dance in it? Move with it, adapt to it, be flexible with it? Our life quality would surely only expand. :) We would be happier people overall. Welcome the rain with open arms, knowing that this, like everything else, shall pass.
We’ve had five consecutive days of rain down here, thanks to El Niño. I am sad to say today is forecasted to be the last day of this storm. So why not go out there and enjoy this final day – go dance in it - cause tomorrow the sun will come out again. :)
Sushi sounds lovely just about now, thanks.
I haven’t been to a whole lot of sushi places here in San Diego, but the place with the freshest fish would have to be Sushi Ota (thanks Apryl & Tim for the tip long ago). I hear good things about RA Sushi downtown (I love crazy sauces), and of course, for the best bang for your buck (aka pretty good sushi for the money) is Sushi Deli One (two or three) ;)
I love sushi :)
Now I want a crunchy spicy tuna roll!
tell your story . portland, or . canon 5d mk2
boots & wellies / chairs & bike . portland, or . canon 5d mk2
the kitchen . portland, or . canon 5d mk2
breakfast . portland, or . canon 5d mk2
the dresser . portland, or . canon 5d mk2
piano maps . portland, or . canon 5d mk2
the room . portland, or . canon 5d mk2
where to? . portland, or . canon 5d mk2
prepping . portland, or . canon 5d mk2
milk glass typewriter . portland, or . canon 5d mk2
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& the polaroids.
that blender . portland, or . sx-70
the cursive typewriter . portland, or . sx-70
the dresser top . portland, or . sx-70
miss amy seeley . portland, or . sx-70
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Portland, oh Portland. But before I begin on you, I must begin on Miss Amy Seeley (along with the lovely roommate Emily)’s home. My dear friend Amy was gracious enough to allow me to stay with her while I was in Portland, and I am so grateful that I had the opportunity to see Portland with her, through her eyes. After leaving Astoria, I drove inland towards Portland and arrived later than I had planned. Immediately once I entered Amy & Emily’s abode, I fell in love. It’s so charming in every. single. way. See that typewriter? It writes in cursive. I’ve wanted one ever since now. That blender? So 1950′s perfect. The chairs and bike? The boots and wellies? Can we talk about those?! I am green with envy, if only it rained enough here for me to justify buying a pair (of course, I can justify buying ten thousand coats though. lol) I especially love how Amy arranges her room, with pockets of inspiration everywhere. Her dresser top is filled with treasures, things that you can tell she adores. (And it’s hilarious that she and I have the exact same milk glass pedestal vase – I found mine at a thrift store here in San Diego, hers in Portland). And her beautiful, beautiful piano, where she creates her lovely sounds. My favorite spot in her entire home would probably be right above her piano, where she has lovingly arranged some clear bottles, a compass, a feather, and my favorite part of all – a typewritten phrase – tell your story.
I wish I had taken more photos of their home, cause there were so many things I loved about it. I loved the morning light that streamed through the front in the morning, and cascaded down the back of the house and into Amy’s room in the afternoon. I loved how cozy it felt, I could have stayed for so much longer!
Obviously this isn’t all that I experienced of Portland, but I did want to separate it into two posts to feature the home & then the city. Oh, the city.
That will come next.
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