Pat and Drew made their first trip to Mt. Hood today... hopefully, the first of many this ski season! It snowed off and on all day, with a few sun breaks to brighten things up. The video clip below is one Pat took during their lunch break, so Drew is a little preoccupied. Despite the lack of dialog, they had a great day.
We started blogging in 2007 to document a year-long family sailing adventure. Upon returning to our home base in Portland, Oregon, in 2008, our adventures and blogging continued. Sri Lanka and Malta took center stage in 2018-2020. We were bicoastal (OR/PA) in 2020-2022, then back together in the Pacific NW until 2025, when MN was added to our location list.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Happy Thanksgiving...

Let's talk turkey...
Our Thanksgiving started with a great neighborhood soccer game (perfectly timed with a camera malfunction, so you'll have to trust us... it really was GREAT!) and ended with lots of yummy desserts with our friends Francesca, Rebecca and Eli.
Thursday was just a warm-up to Friday, when we officially ramped things up to full-speed for the holiday season with the Macy's holiday parade in the morning; selecting the perfect Christmas tree in the afternoon (we're limited by the dimensions of our living room and ceiling, darn it); and the official Portland tree-lighting ceremony in the evening. Here are some photos.

Happy Holidays to all!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Snow Day... sort of...
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Reports from the Field: Cell-Boats & Book Reviews


Examples of the parts of a cell-house... The vac-arage in the house is like the vacuole of a cell because the vac-arage is a storage area in the house like the vacuole is a storage area in a cell. Computo-matin in the house is like the chromatin in a cell because computo-matin stores information and makes it available to the nucleo-mom of the house just like the chromatin in a cell makes information available so the nucleus of a cell can direct the cell’s activities.
As for Drew, for banned book week back in October, he opted to read Animal Farm and created this poem as part of a "book mark" assignment.
I am from the farm,
once run by humans.
From the sweet communities;
and the simple life;
and few rules.
I am from the plentiful meals.
I’m from the work;
from the hard days.
I’m from the new ruler,
and the delusions and lies.
From the meager rations,
and the murders of comrades.
I am from the wars,
and the false rumors about our welfare.
I am from being deprived of my rights.
I’m from Animal Farm.