Home at the ocean,
again.

This time last year,
we got engaged.

Now, we are married.





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This mountain
has become
so familiar to me
over the years
and beloved
by my whole family.


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It's been a few years
since we've had such a good flower Summer
on the Mountain.



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Glorious early-morning sunshine
(and a deer)
in the lower meadows
on Mt. Rainier.



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This is my final day
at the place I have worked
for the last 2.5 years.

Hope and fear,
anxiety and excitement,
contentment and longing--
The duality of emotions
has been on my mind lately,
as I have not been able to feel one
without it's counterpart also being present
for several weeks.

I start a new job on Monday.


I offer it up
to how I felt
when I took this photograph--
centered,
exultant & ecstatic--
and trust
in that.


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This time is bittersweet.
My heart is tender,
a ripely swollen peach
that ruptures
at the slightest touch.

I mourn,
even as I celebrate.
The days of Summer's bright expansion
and frenzied relaxation
give way to the gleam of Autumn's gold,
and harvesttime
on the horizon.

The change in the light
is apparent to anyone who really looks.

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I've been so behind,
but I still have quite a few
summer photos to share!
Coming soon...