Woodtime Fantasies in Leavenworth

I booked a session in Seattle, which meant I also got to spend every waking moment with my best friend.

Since we tend to be a bit MUCH around our significant others, we do weekenders around the PNW.

This time, we finally hit Leavenworth.

“I can’t hear if there’s a babbling brook because of all these birds. As soon as I saw all the bird houses I was like “HERE we go.””

Leavenworth is one of those places that is kinda overwhelming to your senses. There is just so much detail packed into a random pocket in the mountains.

Music pouring from every open door, in addition to musicians in the street. Kids were rolling down grassy hills. Everyone just seemed happy to be there. I mean, I am sure there were some soreheads lurking, but I didn’t notice.

The image directly above this text, to the right is creeping me out. I swear I have seen this exact scene before, but in Switzerland when I was 20.

We did our favorite things together: shared meals, drinks, and drifted around shops. Caught up on the kids and men in our lives.

Something I love about my girl, is how loud she makes me laugh in public.

I cannot help it. I scream. I drop things. I clap. I cough until I choke. I loudly beg “STOP” as I hide my face or clench my stomach.

I just become so animated because she causes such a golden reaction from me, and I feel safe so I allow myself to fully emote. I know that I can laugh too loud, and she will never stop sharing meals with me.

She doesn’t care what the non “yes-sayers” think.

She is too busy enjoying my reaction to her killer joke.

And what she lacks in photography skills, she more than makes up for it in banter behind the camera.

I can hear myself scream laughing and her yelling “WELL I don’t know WHAT you expected.”

(and hey, she got it eventually. Plus she ordered a knockout lunch for us, as always. She always orders for me. She always knows exactly what I want.)