And later, when you've forgotten, come back and re-read it.
A frosty winter morning walk along the Columbia yielded some pretty magical sparkly light.
She watches over our valley like a proud mother and Saddlerock was one of the reasons I moved here. I distinctly remember driving up Cherry/Orondo on a warm, Spring morning, seeing Saddlerock standing guard, and knew this was where I wanted to raise my kids. I'm not a Wenatchee native, but I have been here more than 17 years and moved here after visiting for only one weekend. Drove back to Seattle after a weekend visit and walked into my job with a company I loved and gave my two weeks notice. Moved here with two young daughters and no job. If anyone I knew said they were going to do that now, I would tell them they were crazy. It must've been destiny because it was the best decision I ever made. I must have a hundred photos, drawings or paintings of Saddlerock, yet I still keep making them. They might all be of the same subject, but each one I look at takes me back to that exact moment. I don't think I'll ever have enough.
After a couple sleepless nights, due in part to raising a teenager, it occurred to me it's hard to find a card that really captures the exact sentiment you may be thinking. I got out my pens and started putting thoughts to paper. These are available several ways, but cards are probably the most logical way to send them. Clicking the images below will take you to my Society 6 shop.
