Twenty-eleven.

In 2011, I: turned 33, sprinkled my grandparents ashes into a icy-blue river, got my first pair of Toms in bottle cap green, sold some small ticket items on Craigslist, sold some big ticket items… Read More →

Frosted.

Sometimes I wake up and there is so much frost that I think it snowed. But then I look closer and realize that I got completely tricked because it is just. frost.

Feliz Navidad.

Schwanta Clause.

We stood in line for an hour and a half to see the man in red. Some nice people who were also waiting offered us a handful of roasted chestnuts, which tasted not-as-good… Read More →

Sugar sugar.

Auntie Gracia is in town and she came over to bake Christmas cookies with us. The afternoon was filled with: mixing, stirring, rolling, flouring, cutting, baking, frosting, and sprinkling. While Indy diligently cut out dough… Read More →

La Huerta. {Mexicolandia}

We took a mini road trip to the town of La Huerta. When I told my Mexican friend where we were headed, she looked at me as if I had misspoken, and told… Read More →

Blanco y negro. {Mexicolandia}

Dear Tia and Tio, Even though we spend most of the time missing you completely, we also sincerely appreciate the fact that for half the year you live in the Mexicolandia of our… Read More →

Cutting wood.

My parents recently drove us out to a farm to cut down a Christmas tree. Some of the trees looked dead and some were too conical. Sawyer wanted a Charlie Brown style tree:… Read More →

Pool side. {San Pancho, Mexicolandia}

When we went to Mexico, we may or may not have taken a road trip, which may or may not have landed us in the small town of San Pancho, where we may… Read More →

The Grebisz Family. {Portland}

These days, winter is in the air and the sun sets early. Most of the leaves have fallen and the trees are beginning to look like bones against the sky. This little family… Read More →