i think the moon is in aries, or some shit like that

because things are coming into place. I've been up on Orcas for two weeks now and i find myself constantly saying, "oh yea....that's why i f-ing love this place so much." i've been living at Brett's house, a place known as the coop (see: below) and spending my days frolicking about. the weather has been outrageous with crispy blue skies and sun-shiny afternoons. i've been spending my days eating potatoes of every making (garlic mashed, fried with kale...we dug up something like 8 gajillion pounds of potatoes at a friend's farm last week), drinking coffee (i'm back on the bandwagon), riding my bicycle 'round the island, planting a few trees for a wetland restoration project, and learning a shit-ton/working at a small farm on the island called Maple Rock. John, the owner, offered me a position there in the spring, so I'll be heading back here hopefully in February and moving onto the farm. Even in the few days I have spent working over there, I have already learned so much. I am excited to get to spend a full growing season there and stoked to get to work with the kick-ass crew over there.

This island is such a paradise, I can't believe I am fortunate enough to get to spend so much time here and to make this place my home.

Catch ya'll on the flipside.

i fell off

okay okay okay. so i havent written on here in like...17 days. damn. i guess we'll go chronologically. it took me 9 days in portland to figure my shit out: probably about 3 of them i spent just chillin, not thinking at all; probably about 24-36 hours of thinking about how i didn't want to continue south; another 3 days of convincing myself that it was okay to not continue south and that i was infact, not a failure; 1 day to decide how much longer to stay in portland, and 1 day to pack up my shit and hop on a train.

but back to portland. what a glorious 9 days:








and now here i am in seattle. i think i will be heading up to orcas this weekend, hopefully to spend some time working at this sweet farm.

thanks john and caitlin, for putting me up for 9 days of fun and love and thinking and drinking and kicking ass at trivia. thanks brother, again, for always accepting me back.