camping

the trip was wonderful despite the hiccup of losing the keys to the car and having to spend three hours at the twilight-fan-center also known as the three rivers service station. they offer werewolf burgers and edward shakes and boast that they are on the werewolf side of the treaty line that is posted just outside. all the paraphernalia made me feel embarrassed like ending up on kiddie rides must feel like to a sixth grader, but i really shouldn't complain because they gave us free access to their phone {since who gets cell phone reception that far out in the boonies???}, had the clerk's son bring in his droid cell phone charger for us so m's wouldn't die, asked anyone passing if they knew how to break into a 2008 pilot and generally were about as sweet and small town as you can get. oh, and let's not forget adam, the hiker about to pack out late in the afternoon who sooo kindly gave us a ride from the beach to the service station to make the phone calls.

but, all that aside, it was fantastic to spend time with ede & m, two people i don't get to see enough of, particularly not together. additionally, i made a new friend, and of the kind that doesn't come around too often. that instant click of understanding, gentle inquisitiveness and the resonance of appreciation and celebration all moshed into one. we stayed up well past 3am the second night {he missed the first night since he had to find a way to bring eden her keys from her apartment in seattle. dear j, our hero of the trip}. and without realizing it, he is in possession of a good deal of most of the significant moments of my personal history. but he held them all so carefully, seeing the links between everything as all parts of one whole. he could see all the facets of emotional minutiae that i am fascinated with and even put words to things i hadn't yet named. and, most significantly, is able to see and celebrate the through-line of my life: the themes of beauty, memory, personal history and authenticity that are pulling me forward and through everything from radiohead and acting to how i organize my books by color.

so here we are, the four of us and our surroundings {the photos can attest to their beauty} for a few days on the peninsula.

the sound of the tide pulling back into the ocean
and rolling the stones en masse was incredible.


we thought it was a good idea to hang out on the big piece of driftwood
close to the water's edge. let me tell you, it wasn't. my feet are probably
still mad at me for how wet they got and my heart didn't need the scare.
you'll notice the water creeping up on the first photo and the blurriness
of the 2nd which was taken on impact. we all survived, including my camera.







on my vet art retreat at the beginning of august {and yes, i still owe everyone photos from that}
i started playing around with taking fuzzy photos to get a more painterly and atmospheric image.
yes, i know i'm not the first, but it doesn't make it any less fun.

josh contemplating a whale spine lodged in the sand. stinky, i tell you.






ede showing off the rope ladder we used to climb up to our spot
& this is the mini bar. designed by m. good job.

more wood collecting while i took photos. slacker.


departures are always sad, though i was looking forward to a flushing toilet.

ede can always put a good face on for the camera.

currently listening to a test run of a mix i owe a good friend titled "a radiohead mix to change your life" that's a lot of pressure to put on a person, so i have to give it a good test drive first. reckoner, true love waits & all for the best have all played during the writing of this post.