Life Update: Happy Crazy Campers

Hi friends,

Miles and I decided we weren’t busy enough (haha) and we bought a 2003 camper. And she is a fixer upper!

We have big plans. Redo the sleep space, walls, floor, cushions, and curtains. Basically we are keeping the bones and the appliances.

Miles started demolishing the walls.

Big shout out to my crafty friend AJ who made the sign for us!

I’ll post more updates as we go!

Wish us luck!❤️



For My Valentine

Your mere existence reminds me every day that anything is possible. Your gentle, patient, loving nature, so unlike anything I’d experienced before. You, my husband are beyond anything I’d ever known.

Nobody makes me laugh like you do. You are so funny without trying.

I’m still in awe of you. I still crush hard on you. You are the one I want to be with forever. You are my home.

Happy Valentine’s Day to you my Love.


AND Happy Valentine’s Day to you my friends! This year Miles surprised me with inflatable stand up paddle boards. I’m SO excited to get out and use them. Stay tuned for pictures of our paddling adventures.

Photography note: Miles staged this photo last weekend. We had a lot of fun and a lot of laughs getting that pose.

♥Have a wonderful day.♥

-Rachel McKee

Take Me Home River

Take me home river.

Ride your current,

go with the flow.

By childhood dreams

and brother streams,

Take me home river,

take me home.

Stars guide the way,

to the family that stayed.

The light burns inside,

for the kin who strayed.

Take me home river,

take me home.

– Rachel McKee


Eat the Cookie

I don’t want to be the woman who has to lose 10 pounds. I’ve known women who “want to lose 10 pounds” for 10+ years.

I don’t want to deprive myself a cookie.

I don’t want to pinch my midsection in the mirror. I won’t do it.

Yet, here I am, skin between my fingers.

I won’t pull on my face, this way, that way. Watching the history that’s written on my face disappear for one superficial moment.

Most of the time I am not that woman, but I am not entirely immune to societal expectations. But, what are my expectations?

We must be skinny. No, no, no that’s not “in” anymore. We must be strong. Strong is the new skinny. Curvy, but not too curvy. Healthy, yes, healthy. Anyway, I definitely should not eat that cookie.

Has social media really made self-image worst? No, it’s our heritage, tradition, culture. We inherit our body obsession like the fattening family recipes we serve our husbands but never and I mean NEVER should eat ourselves.

Both of my grandmothers were thin, elegant, and beautiful. One had five children, the other six. Even after all of those children their waists still looked corseted. They made delicious pies, but I don’t recall them ever taking a bite.

Scrambling around the dinner table was the woman’s place. Never eating there, getting her fill. No, my grandmother would drink her coffee black. No sugar. No cream. Smoking a cigarette. This was expected.

I want my portion. Most of the time I take it. Sometimes I take more than my share and I’m back to measuring my sin with pinching fingers.

I remember a time when I had such restraint. Such control, but there was always a hunger.

How do I navigate these murky waters and lead a life where the scale doesn’t measure my worth? More important how do I steer my daughter away from an inheritance of self scrutiny?

If I talk about food and weight am I preaching? If I don’t broach the subject am I neglectful? What of my son? Men too are not immune from the warped looking-glass.

Everything in moderation I suppose.

-Rachel McKee


Weekend Get Away

Hi everyone,

First, I want to thank everyone who participated in Sunday Social. I’ve had the best time meeting new people and catching up with old friends.

I feel very lucky because I got to read your incredible blogs from this amazing cabin in Shelton, Washington with my family.

While I was reading your incredible writing I was also taking in this view.

Here are some more pictures from our trip. We left Sunday and arrived home this afternoon.

Thank you again everyone. It means so much that you shared your beautiful blogs at my virtual party.

I hope to see you all again this Sunday.❤️



30 Today

I turned 30 today.

I thought that this milestone birthday would have more of an emotional impact. I thought I would deeply reflect on the last decade (I’d say I glanced for a second downstream). I thought I might cry bitter sweet tears. Maybe mourn my youth a tad.

Honestly though, after going through the staggering, life altering experience of giving birth, again, turning 30 was just…. meh.

My husband and I took turns chasing our toddler and holding our newborn daughter. It was fun, it was frustrating, it was exciting, and exhausting. It was another day. With brunch. Yum.

I was humbled, as I am every year, from the out-pouring of love and we’ll wishes I received. That’s the best part of birthdays right? I feel blessed for my family and friends. 

So right now, in this little moment, I’ll celebrate my age with you.



Introducing, Baby Hayden!

Hi everyone, 

We have our baby girl. I’m so thrilled she is on this side now and I can look at her beautiful face.

We are all smitten (including big brother Leif).

Ofcourse my hormones are raging so I’m super emotional. You can expect a lot of gushy poems in the near future. 

(I was an emotional wreck when she held my finger for the first time while nursing.)

We still don’t have our new office set up. Miles is almost done building the desk. I promise I will be back soon. 

I miss you all.



Happy 4th Of July

Happy 4th of July everyone! I awoke to this beautiful sight this morning:

I’m just over here waiting for our desktop to be connected again. We are in the process of reorganizing an office space, aka Miles is building and designing a desk for the new space. With me being pregnant, I’m pretty useless with home projects. So we are working at a slow pace.

I’m almost one month exactly from my due date.

I hope everyone  (in the U.S) has today off and spends time doing something fun or relaxing.

Thinking of you all from my quiet den here in Washington.



First Day of May

Happy first day of May. It’s an overcast morning here, but the sun is starting to peak through.

We did a lot of spring cleaning this weekend. We are trying to get the nursery ready and that means tearing apart our current office. We are also cleaning out our basement/bonus room to turn into the new office. Between that, being pregnant, and herding a toddler, I’m pretty tired.

I have revised my picture book “Elsie Goes To Work” so much it’s hardly recognizable. I think it’s almost ready to be pitched to editors and agents. I just need to send it and stop messing with it, but I also want it to be as perfect as I can make it. I think this is a constant battle for artists, the ever-present question of: when is your project (baby) ready to leave your hands?

I’m a few pages away from finishing “Masters and Beginners” (Volume 1 of The Order of the Twelve Tribes) by Daley Downing – book review coming soon. *Spoiler alert: I highly recommend it.* If you would like to purchase a copy to participate in the discussion you may do so here.

Other than that I’m just looking forward to the farmer’s market opening this Thursday and watching my garden and my family flourish.

Have a great week.



Picture Pick FriYAY: La Conner, Wa.

Miles and I typically visit the tulip fields every year in La Conner, Washington. We got a late start this year and it was the first sunny day in weeks. Which meant sheer and utter tourist chaos. We waited on a side street for 45 minutes before I said, “Let’s skip the tulips.”

I was sad to miss seeing them, but my son in the backseat was losing every ounce of toddler patience. (Which isn’t a lot to begin with.)

Here are some pictures of daffodils and tulips from years past.

These are two of my favorites that Miles took back in 2010:

LaConner, Wa

La Conner, Wa tulips

Anyway, back to last Friday…

We decided to skip the tulips and go straight to the town of La Conner.

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La Conner is a MUST SEE, if you are ever visiting Washington state. If you are a historical home junkie like myself, you will get your fix. The historical farms will take your breath away and the tiny town oozes charm.

LaConner, Wa.

You get a lovely mixture of farm and maritime life.


Oh hello there, Great Blue Heron!


Look at my handsome travel companions. I’m a lucky gal! (Miles is really much happier than he appears. Ha!)


Sorry I didn’t capture more of the farm life and the tulips in La Conner, but there is always next year.

Happy FriYAY everyone!