from the passenger's seat

when you're a terrible driver and the type to get a bit stir-crazy in the city, the passenger's seat is the best place for you to be. 

winter drives

It's really far too late to be sharing photos from Christmas, but I thought that if I at least blogged these before the first day of spring (next week), they could still count. We (somewhat foolishly) decided to drive to snowy Idaho and back so we could see both of our families for the holidays, which amounted to several hours of tense, somewhat terrifying long stretches of driving icy freeways in the dark. But it was so worth it to see so many family members and spend the week in glorious, beautiful snow. The magic of snow is just never quite lost, and it was soothing to our LA-based souls. Our next return to the pacific northwest is in a few months, and I'm already finding myself lost in daydreams of Seattle in the spring! 

Americana

When it's golden hour, and you're in the middle of nowhere, and you see a huge American Flag emblazoned on the side of a hay-filled barn...yeah, you pull over. Life's pretty stunning. 

p.s. one of these photos was featured on the Levi's Instagram for Memorial Day. That was fun!

Rails in the sky

Evan has a special knack for choosing the best random turns to take while roadtripping. After a night of camping on the Oregon coast in a torrential downpour, a night in which we discovered that our tent's weather-proof guarantee was not very true at all, we were soggy, hungry, and a little bit grumpy on our way to Portland when he took a random turn off the freeway and we ended up on this abandoned railroad above the road. Ferns grew through the wood & steel and it curved into the fog, disappearing beyond us into the green. After a rough night and morning, it was a spontaneous reminder of why we drive up and down the coast, why we sleep on the ground and skip showers: to see new things with new eyes. Besides, a little rain never hurt anybody. 

Shirt: Indy Brand Clothing