Steam

     Oklahoma's intolerable summer heat reigns over my body, but my insides feel the ocean spray and grey skies. Rae and I have been planning our move to Washington in some form or another ever since I delivered that first sangria the night we met. Or earlier, even.
     The heat of the summer must be adding to our burning coals because our steam is billowing, plans are gaining momentum. We are on month 17 of our 24-month countdown till we leave, but now we have sort of chunked that calendar in the recycling bin.

"Let's just go!" we would randomly say to each other in the midst of difficult days. Until one day recently we decided, "no really.....let's go."

After all, we can only save up so much money and pay off so much debt before there's something else to take care of before we go. Right now we're on a month-to-month rent basis. Neither of our phones are on contract so we can downsize to one phone that works where we're going. We can sell both our cars for something that will take us into mountains and snow, and right now I can ride my bike to both my jobs. The time is now!!! So we've moved up our date....so begins the shedding of our material layers.

If steam is the product of the burning, going, doing, then these photos are my steam. I'm finding inspiration everywhere, a renewed passion for capturing these moments of making. 

our first beet! it looks so much like the one on my arm too!

swiss chard in the garden, freshly watered and happy

sunny afternoon living room

my lounging lover

dinner-making

time-taking

kitty-loving

perfect mornings, coffee and breakfast and preparation

Cheers to movement!