Rainbow Bright.

The Pineapple Express sent an impressive amount of liquid sunshine to the Pacific Northwest this weekend. In twenty four hours, we had 80mm of rain.

Mrs Robinson(s)...

What a week. Back to work, and once again adjusting to a new sleep schedule after single handedly jet-lagging myself over the holidays. An amazing feat considering I never left Pacific Standard time.

A Holiday Review.

On a regular Friday, I would be counting down the last thirty minutes of work, anticipating the weekend ahead. Today (although I hate to admit), I've only been out of my apartment for thirty minutes, and out of bed for three hours. Extremely unproductive / lazy. Yes it's Friday, but I'm three days from the end of my holiday, and the dreaded 'Sunday Feeling' has officially set in.

In an effort to ignore the inevitable, I thought some 'snipits' from the last three weeks might be in order.

We spent Christmas up at the ranch, packed into the cabin with cousins, grannies, and 'plus-ones'. It was glorious. I made a Christmas wreath for the gate (thanks to my skills acquired earlier in the month from Nicola Adam), we went on walks through the snow, played Pitt until the cows came home (not really...we don't have cows), and had the best boxing day in the history of boxing days. Santa was also very kind.

The Makings of a Black Pine Wreath...

New Year State of Mind...

I'm sitting here in my final week of Christmas holidays at a coffee shop on Main Street, surrounded by beards, wondering why nobody is at work? Seriously. In one week's time, when I'm back at it, will these characters be in their usual neighbourhood haunt trying to decide between a Glazed doughnut and a Traditional French Cruller? Jealous.