Pretty in Portland

(weird & funny)

Here are a few shots (from Portland) that I think you'll enjoy.

And the last one ?

Well, let's just say that I saved the best for last

(it's from real life).

Please Note: Maple with Bacon.

The sign there, that you cannot read, says BBQ.

Trailor BBQ to you, Em. Yellow Trailor, actually.

Many an American Cone, indeed.

Actually, I don't.

50 of 'em

Fish heads, a favourite.

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And this little guy...?

Yes. This little guy:

An actual note on the white board

of the house i stayed in.

Woah.

x.

July 19, 2011 (please ignore real time and abide by this time, just for today? xx)

Happy Birthday Beautiful Baby Julius!!!

I have written you a letter and created a package for you - so on this world wide web blog of imaginings, I shall keep my words short.

I love you and miss you. I would like nothing more than to have taken you out for a really fun time on your first birthday - a little water parking, followed by some dirt digging, followed by some bike riding, and then maybe a drink or three in the sun (You: Milk/Water/Juice; me, Water/Juice/Vodka? Just one. Definitely no milk for me though, got that?). We would probably nap after and it would be glorious.

I cannot wait to see you again soon! All of my love, hugs, and obnoxious auntie kisses.

love, love, love kendra. x

sorry, not my photo - no credit taken. just a nice little comparison of how quickly the frogpanzee grew into monster bebe

oh how long it has been since i have visited the imaginarium.

it feels like worlds have whipped by since the last time words or photos were placed here.

thinking of where to begin...

i have been dreaming of farms. of chickens. of goat.

of the kootenays, or the sea, or the lake.

and then there is this little dream of a human....

and then i know i am always home wherever he is.