That’s a mouthful of a post title, I know. But last night was like my own little miracle. Full to the brim with lessons in the value of community, family, determination, hard work, laughter, and star anise cake.
Our New Guard dinners are still an unexpected gift to me. From a...
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New Guard IV; one of the best nights I’ve ever had
Contrast
Last week City Arts magazine hosted a show at the Triple Door. With an usual format + a killer lineup, we were honored to have Damien be invited to join. Plus, the Triple Door? Never pass up a chance to spend time there. Never pass up their Triple Split with local...
Adrienne + Ryan
My sweetest AJ. Where to begin? The girl is fun-loving, brilliant, impeccably dressed, and shockingly attractive. When she moved home to Seattle with her [then boyfriend, now fiance] Ryan, I knew she’d found the perfect match. He’s all of the above - possibly even more fun to run around town with...
Best. Forever.
My best girl married the man of her dreams at Fort Warden in Port Townsend. We danced, we held hands, we cried, we stood in the snowflakes, we ran around telling ghost stories, we stood in awe of their love and devotion. It was utter magic. It was a total party.
Jen +...
Great Barrington
Friday night, still full from Thanksgiving, I caught a red-eye to Albany and drove to Great Barrington, MA. I spent the weekend exploring Bard College at Simon’s Rock with my genius of a sister. It was exactly as charming as I’d always hoped a small liberal arts school on the east coast to...
Last legs [part II]
The end of the trip came quickly, the last week in fast forward. I struggled with three kinds of kroner, and stopped sleeping well. I no longer had any tolerance for how the simplest things eluded me; I cried in a mini mart trying to get a coffee maker to work. So...
Last Legs [part I]
Ah, it’s been busy. Too busy for posts, and sadly too busy [and/or rainy] for many photos. Here are glimpses of Spain, Germany, Sweden, and Norway. Two shows ’till home.
Yours in exhaustion,
Sarah [+ Damien]
It Varies
It’s a strange narrative to tell; a drive from the sunny beaches of Brighton to the London fog. To land in Dublin, to have a day there. Then, abruptly, Madrid at night. From seas of strangers to the dearest of friends. To hear English in so many variations, then absolutely nothing...
All November looks like Halloween
Too much to tell… but hopefully the grey landscape, trees, and stones speak for themselves.
Sending love from a venue called Freebutt. It actually feels more like Seattle than any other place we’ve been. Tomorrow, Ireland!
Rouen to Lille to Antwerp to London [via Cologne]
Hopefully the title gives a clue as to why these are offered without comment.
We are having the best time one could possibly have.
For the sake of narrative, photos were edited in Leeds + are being posted in Glasgow. Phew.