It’s true what they say, March really does come in like a lion. A really mad, hungry lion that needs to seriously chill out. I mean, we get it, ok? Wind, rain, storm, blah blah blah. Of course, being the true pacific northwest kids that we are, my sister (the blonde) and I decided to adventure, regardless. Beanie, check. Raincoat, check. All black, check. This is the stuff of Washington stereotypes, friends. Oh, and note to self: don’t try to do cool poses when you have zero flexibility. I may or may not have almost gotten stuck in that position on the bridge.
Jokes aside, I’m constantly amazed at what a blessing it is to live in such a beautiful place. Learning to fully appreciate where you are (in life and in location) is a wonderful thing.