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So, hello La Grande, goodbye La Grande. It was a super short visit – Jim dropped me off and headed back to Pendleton to play and record some music with friends, and I hung out with my mom a little. She had to work both nights & sleep somewhere in between, so I had a
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So, yes, dear friends, family, and whoever else is snooping on this blog: I am taking off on a grand adventure. The first step? Quit my job! Honestly, I wasn’t very adept at stopping people on the street and asking them for money, even if it was for a good cause (climate change, anyone?). So
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Well, my boyfriend and I were going to take a midnight trip to the Wenatchee area tonight to see if we could get some cool shots of the milky way since there’s no moon right now, but it was turning out to be cloudy (with a side of traffic) so we bailed around the exit
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My mom is up for the weekend, and my sister and I both had today off (whoopee!) so we decided to go to Edmonds. We painted our own pottery there at Glazed and Amazed a couple years ago, so my sister suggested this time we make our own glass art! It was interesting. A very
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Do you love coffee? Do you love tiny personal stories? Read the Coffee Game.
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Explore Lewis River from a different perspective – cherish the little things. It’s all about the falls and the hiking, until a salamander shows up!
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Visit the Space needle and see gorgeous cityscape views from Gasworks Park, Seattle’s historic park.
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What to Expect: A medium-hard hike. Full disclosure: we are fairly out of shape, hiking-wise, and we are also total wimps when it comes to hot weather. So if you’re a fairly confident hiker, and hike either in the other three seasons, or thrive in the heat, you may find this easier than we did.
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Seattle has one of the most distinctive skylines in the world – more so than New York, I think! The Space Needle just adds that extra something that sets it apart. I haven’t been up in it since I was little – my sister argued with the waiter about whose part of the floor was
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This little beauty came from Portage Bay Cafe in Ballard. Part of the “farewell breakfast” we had before my Mom drove back home to Eastern Oregon.
Anna A. Snook 