I have a huge backlog of photos to go through and edit right now, so what am I doing? Taking the dog to the river and ignoring all the stuff I have to edit. It’ll still be there, but this lovely day is only going to happen once. In fact, shortly after Mazi and I got back it started pouring. So there. Procrastination 1, Working 0.

Fall in in Pacific NW is wet. I’m sure this doesn’t surprise you. What may surprise you though, is that summers are incredibly dry. We’ll go months without rain. So when the rains come again in October they always catch me a bit unaware at first. But then today as I was driving home from work, my windshield wiper dragging leaves and debris back and forth, I started to feel like this was home. I’ve spent fall in a lot of different areas in the last 10 years, but fall always feels just like this no matter where I am.