La Grande is home. I've always been one to be looking toward the "next step" and to have a few plans tucked away. But I'm coming to a stage where I've begun to question my desire for continued "upward mobility" and rather I've develop a strong urge to buy a house and build a little nest here. Here's a photo of the little cottage I'm considering. Built in 1890 it used to be a telegraph station. The walls are 11 inches of brick, but don't let the rustic look fool you. Inside the house has hardwood floors (under new carpet), a new tiled kitchen, beautiful walls, double pane windows, and (yes) marble countertops. It also has 2 bedrooms, a laundry room, and a glorious big back yard with a generous storage shed. It's a gem.
Yurt in Alaska! 
Ink Blot at Traverse Lake 
Tired...Fossil, OR
Matt in the sunset at Ice Lake (it snowed the next day) 
Flip Flops at Van Patten Lake 
Catching some zzzzs in Hells Canyon
Kissing Ass(ettes) in La Grande
Prepping for the Lochsa River, ID
Country Barn near Halfway, OR
