I think it’s silly when bloggers apologize for being away and living their lives but here I am, feeling like I should say “sorry for being MIA last week. I was doing XYZ..” We apologize too much.
I was in Oregon visiting family and welcoming my husband back to America (he remained in Korea for a few months after I left). We were lucky enough to spend time at the beach, in a house overlooking the bay. No internet, no TV. Just salty air, seagulls and burly fisherman. We love Oregon and plan to move to Portland in the next couple years.
With two walls of windows in the dining room and a heat wave the day I shot these photos, the scoops turned to ice cream soup in 1-2-3 snaps. Yes, I just called 81°F a heat wave – a notable 30° cooler than the day we got married – but without AC, this kind of temperature warrants opening all the doors and shooting chamomile honeycomb ice cream in your skivvies. (Oh hey there neighbors!)