A rainy weekend in the desert means I’m hanging out with a bunch of grumpy astronomers, but the cool and cozy makes it feel a bit more like home.
Spring has sprung!
I’m often missing the west (wet) side these days, but then I remember that it’s still 40 degrees and drizzling over there.
It’s not really Passover until somebody’s got a spectacular burn from making chocolate toffee matzah!
(Well, technically it’s still not Passover quite yet…)
Oregon Sand Dunes!
(In this photo my bra and boots were entirely full of sand from rolling down this big dune over and over. This place is a giant, exhausting playground.)
And the desert is pretty cool, but also I’m backpacking in the Oregon dunes for the next few days and then going to Portland and then to the Olympic Peninsula and then to the central Cascades for a bit to learn all sorts of things, so more on all that later.
Likely this will be another one of those times when I don’t blog for a long while because I’m too busy actually living life. Hopefully so!
I am definitely not getting back to Oregon today. Ironically, this means I have to cancel my snowshoeing plans for tomorrow.
And ice and sleet and all that joyful stuff.
Which means my travel plans have changed and I’ll be in KC (hopefully only) a day longer than anticipated before flying back to PDX Friday night and heading straight out to the new job a day later. CRAZINESS!
So if I apparently have all this figured out, why am I still so stressed?
This is what I get for all those times in the PNW when I said I missed proper winter weather.
Currently reading (again).
Hoping for some pre-desert inspiration.
More craftiness! Microwaveable heat packs for Mom and me.