She's turning up the charm...

because she's met her match:


(Miss Sofia - age one.)

There's a showdown at our house - and the cuteness is going to fly.
They might be in different weight classes, but they are both pros.

Game on!

A man, a dog, and a shipwreck.

Just your average Sunday.

(Fort Stevens State Park at low tide.)

Random Question #1

On our drive home from the coast this evening, we decided it might be time to create a random question page of a journal or something. Between the two of us we'll come up with random things we'd love to know about the world.

I think it is our hope to find answers to these questions through you, our loyal blog readers.

With that, question #1:
(asked while eating a quick dinner out) - Do you think that Pearl Jam has actually made any new fans? It seems that everybody who ever liked them whatsoever was sort of grandfathered in. But they're still releasing albums - are there any NEW fans out there?

Jump!

For those of you who think the life of an Ewald is all work and no party, to you we say, "Ha!". The proof is in the jump.

Some people jog, some stroll hand-in-hand, others build castles or splash in the surf. The Ewalds? We jump.

There's no better way to party than a good ol' jump on the beach... except maybe capturing a good ol' jump on the beach on film.





(Taken in Manzanita, OR and Long Beach, WA.)

Try it for yourself. We dare you not to have fun.

(Just don't be discouraged if your jumps do not have the same athletic showmanship as our jumps. Sure, we make it look easy, but there's a lot to consider: height, form, facial expression...)

Work hard. Party hard. Jump high.

Be still my heart.

For those of you who do not check our Flickr accounts on a regular basis (see links on the right), I encourage you to take a peek at my beautiful husband's recent addition. Consider it a little gift from us to you, to start your weekend off right.

Its hard to pick a favorite, but there is just something about armpit hair that gets me every time...

(Third strip from the left is my winner.)

I am a lucky, lucky lady.

I'm a pepper!

A fruit of our labor.

This little jalapeno is one of the plants we have growing on our sunny balcony. It will soon be sacrificed to the guacamole gods.

We are growing just a few of the edible variety: jalapeno, rosemary, and sweet basil. (Thanks in part to past experiences of negligent gardening, such as a tomato plant that grew just one tomato, which upon never being picked, became sundried.)

The rest of our fruits are of the floral kind - not edible, but still quite visually tasty.

Thinking of MPLS

Hello all,

Somebody at work asked me if I had heard about the bridge collapse in Minneapolis today. At the time, I hadn't; however, it quickly caused a sense of panic in us both. Because our cell phones (our only phones) are based in Minnesota, they are jammed as I'm sure many of yours are, with people trying to get in touch with loved ones.

We've heard from many people, but are hoping to hear from more that all is ok. As fluke of a tragedy as this is, there is a real worry that someone close will happen to have been driving on the bridge at that particular moment. . .

If you're out there, let us know. Our thoughts are with everybody back there as we're glued to the TV. Hope everybody is ok...