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The Portland Movie Theater Project

Last November, I, a person who is not at all a movie person, not even in the slightest, decided that over the next year-ish, I’d watch one movie in each of Portland’s historic or independently owned movie theaters. The idea was inspired by the hundred-year-old diary I found at an antique market a few years ago. In it, the diarist recorded her daily life, including the movies she and her husband went to see. She recorded 18 movies in the diary and included a very short review for nine of them, sometimes as short as a single word (“Fine.”), never longer than a sentence (“We wished we had gone home instead.”).

Page from a diary from 1923. The relevant portion is quoted in the photo's caption.
Movie review from the bottom portion of the page reads, “We ate at Hazlewood [sic] at 7:15 [pm] then went to Majestic to see Harold Floyd in “Safety Last!” We wish we had gone home instead.”

My original plan was to watch each of the 18 movies recorded in the diary. I thought it could be a fun way to connect to and learn about both the past in general and the diarist’s life specifically, and a low-stakes attempt to do something outside of my usual creative box. I looked up each title on IMDB and Wikipedia and very quickly learned that all of the movies the diarist and her husband watched in 1923 were silent films (the first movie with synchronized sound didn’t release until three years later), which: no thank you!!! I’m not a regular, modern-day movie person. I’m absolutely not a silent movie person. Nevertheless.

In the process of trying to figure out how I’d approach this project, I poked around the Oregon Theater Project website to see if any of the theaters the diarist and her husband visited were still standing and/or operational (no), and I walked over to my neighborhood video rental store to see if they (1) had any of the titles for rent (yes), (2) had DVD or VCR players for rent so I could actually watch any of the titles I might rent (I forgot to ask), and (3) had any information or advice about how to watch a silent movie (no)—or where to find the music that would have accompanied each title when it was screened for live audiences (no) so that I could play the same soundtrack while watching the movies at home; or whether any local movie theaters screened silent films with live musical performances (not to their knowledge).

The front of Portland's last-standing and much-loved VHS and DVD rental store, Movie Madness.

Pretty quickly I knew that following through with this approach was more effort than I was willing to put forth. The juice, as they say, would not be worth the squeeze. So I decided instead to watch a movie at each of Portland’s historic or independently owned movie theaters, and I gave myself until the end of 2025 to do so. Close enough in spirit, and a much more manageable endeavor.

I ended up with 16 theaters on my list. (Some people will not consider some of these theaters to be independently owned. I wasn’t super strict with my definition—basically, any movie theater that (1) isn’t a big-box, brand name theater (AMC, Cinemark, Regal, etc.) and (2) is in the city went on my list.). To date, I’ve visited 11 of them, in the following order:

There are five theaters I definitely won’t be visiting, as they cater to an audience that I’m not part of and/or their earliest showtimes are too late in the day for me (my hyperactive autistic brain has a very early bedtime):

For all intents and purposes, I consider this project complete.

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When I first started this project, I planned to make a very simple mini album documenting it, inspired by Jamaica’s “see it live” mini album and her practice of saving movie ticket stubs.

Screenshot from Pinterest of a mini album documenting the concerts attended by memorykeeper Jamaica.
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Screenshot from Pinterest of a ticket stubs collected by memorykeeper Jamaica.
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I envisioned including a full-bleed photo of each movie’s title screen (or, alternately, each theater’s marquee) on one side of a spread and colored or patterned paper and the movie ticket stub on the other—or, like Jamaica did here, affixing the ticket stub to a sheet of transparency over the photo of the movie’s title screen (or the theater’s marquee).

Screenshot from Pinterest of a mini album by memorykeeper Jamaica.
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Screenshot from Pinterest of a mini album by memorykeeper Jamaica.
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Going into this project, I was also hopeful that more theaters would have photo booths, and that I’d be able to incorporate the photo strips into a potential mini album. Alas, only two of the theaters I visited have photo booths—Laurelhurst Theater and Kennedy School Theater—and neither of them are film, neither of them produce strips in the traditional/expected orientation, and they’re both branded. Sad! (I do appreciate that both photo booths are reasonably priced ($6.00 card, $5.00 cash) and both give you two strips with the same frames, though I don’t like that one strip is color.)

Photo booth strip and movie ticket stub from Laurelhurt Theater, where I saw "Conclave."
Photo booth strip and movie ticket stub from Kennedy School Theater, where I saw "The Substance."

At this point, I don’t plan to make a mini album documenting this project. Uniformity is important to me in a memorykeeping project like this. If I were to make a mini album documenting this endeavor, I’d want for every spread to follow the same formula. That’s not possible here because I don’t have a title screen photo for each movie, I don’t have a photo of each theater’s marquee (some theaters don’t even have a marquee), I don’t want to use a movie poster for each movie, and the movie ticket stubs (“ticket stubs”) are, frankly, pathetic (I will never shut up about the decline and disappearance of well-designed, quality-crafted physical ephemera). Also—I’m sorry!—movies just aren’t that important to me. I don’t feel compelled to document this project beyond this blog post, and I don’t want to spend more time or other resources on it.

Ticket "stubs" from the movies I saw as part of this project, each in its own 3-inch by 4-inch pocket in a 6-inch by 8-inch page protector.

My primary takeaway from this project: more than not being a movie person, I’m not a going-to-the-movies person.

At the movies, there’s too much simultaneous sensory stimuli for my brain to handle. Things that other people can ignore, or that other people don’t even notice, command all of my attention (autistic brains don’t habituate to sensory input the way that non-autistic brains do; we are constantly taking in everything around us, which is why we become so overstimulated so easily and so often). Things like temperature; the volume and complexity of on- and off-screen noises; off-screen movement, which is especially disruptive in theaters that have seat-side food/drink service during the movie; smells—of food, of people, of the facility; and, as in one theater I visited (not pictured), visual clutter (T.G.I. Friday’s-style flair all over the walls, including above and on either side of the screen).

All of these things make it very difficult for me to actually take in the movie: my brain is too overwhelmed by all of the other sensory input it’s inundated with, and I’m too focused on not having an autistic meltdown in public. And that’s before factoring in the whole host of other health issues I have that make existing in public inconvenient, uncomfortable, stressful, etc.!

Title screen of "Conclave" as seen from the very back of the theater at Laurelhurst Theater in Portland, OR.

Do I regret doing this project? Do I feel like it was a waste of time or money? No. I got in a lot of good walks, I saw some parts of Portland I don’t spend much time in, I learned about two photo booths that weren’t previously on my radar (always a win, even when they’re not film), and I learned something important about myself—I learned why I don’t enjoy going to the movies. Having clarity about any aspect of yourself is always helpful.

Will this new knowledge about myself stop me from going to see the Michael Jackson biopic in a theater on release day? Absolutely not. Michael was my first-ever autistic hyperfocus, which developed instantly upon my mom playing for me one evening the first record she ever owned—the Jackson 5’s ABC. I was nine years old, the same age she’d been when the record was released. I will use all of my spoons and every last drop of my sensory and social batteries to experience this movie in person, among like-minded fans.

The iconic Hollywood Theater marquee in Portland, OR, advertising then-current showings of the movies "Queer," "Heretic," and "Flow."

Best marquee: Hollywood Theater. For sure the most iconic movie theater marquee in Portland, and one of the most well-known alongside that of the Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall.

Coolest campus: Kennedy School Theater. I wish I’d had more time to explore this place when I was there. (I haven’t gone back to explore it because I have no reason to return other than to explore it and returning only to explore it isn’t worth the spoons for me right now.)

Favorite title sequence: Gladiator II. My relief when it was confirmed it wasn’t made by AI.

Movie I most enjoyed watching: Conclave. Visually stunning.

Theaters I’m most likely to watch another movie at (if I continue to go to the movies after this project): Bagdad Theater (below) or Laurelhurst Theater. Bagdad is enormous, which means it’s very unlikely I’d ever be seated near anyone else; I like that it has balcony seating; overall it’s just a vibe; and it’s close enough to my apartment. Laurelhurst is the closest of the two theaters with a photo booth, and also I love their light fixtures (see two photos above).

Movie screen at Bagdad Theater in Portland, OR, displaying the title of the movie "Companion," as seen from the balcony.

Total cost of the project: $91.50, which is less than I thought I’d spend. To be fair, 10 of the 11 movies I went to were matinees; I didn’t buy any concessions at any movie; I purchased 10 of my 11 tickets in person, which was at least $1.00 cheaper per ticket than buying online; and I either walked to or parked in free zones for 10 of the 11 movies.

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For the curious, here are the movies the diarist recorded in her diary in 1923, listed in the order she and her husband saw them. Titles are linked to their IMDB page. A review, if offered, is in parentheses.

Project Life 2025: November ephemera

Here are the scraps of ephemera I saved in November. 

A 6-inch by 8-inch page protector divided into 12 two-inch by two-inch pockets. Each pocket hold a piece of ephemera from my life in November 2025, as enumerated in the bulleted lists in the body of the post.

Top row

  • Packaging from the 2026 edition of one of the planners I use
  • Label I found on the ground
  • Corner of a Cinnabon box from our annual Cinnabon (and Build-A-Bear) trip

Second row

  • Corner of a recipe card I ripped up to recycle after messing up the recipe I was writing on it
  • Scrap of a popcorn bag from the popcorn machine in the waiting area of where I had my flat tire replaced (boo to having a flat tire, thank god it was under warranty and cost me $0.00 to replace)
  • Scrap of packaging from a box of Pizza Hut my son brought home

Third row

Last row

  • Portion of packaging on a notebook I bought for a new project
  • Label from new sweatpants I (finally!) bought myself during Black Friday sales
  • Piece of an old refund/gift card that I cut up while going through a small stack of old gift cards to see which still have money on them and which don’t
Back of a 6-inch by 8-inch page protector divided into 12 two-inch by two-inch pockets. Each pocket hold a piece of ephemera from my life in November 2025, as enumerated in the bulleted lists in the body of the post.

Puzzle wish list

Today in “in the mood to spend money I don’t have”: puzzles.

From left to right and top to bottom:

Related: Very big fan of Puzzledly having a “no-AI puzzles” page (would be an even bigger fan of them refusing to stock AI-generated or -enhanced puzzles); also a very big fan of Piecework Puzzles sharing a behind-the-scenes look at how their Butter puzzle was styled and shot; my Pinterest board of images and art styles that I think would make good puzzles; and, of course, my pandemic puzzles mini album.

All puzzle images sourced from their respective link, above.

Project Life 2025: October ephemera

Here are the scraps of ephemera I saved in October.

A 6-inch by 8-inch page protector divided into 12 two-inch by two-inch pockets. Each pocket hold a piece of ephemera from my life in October 2025, as enumerated in the bulleted lists in the body of the post.

Top row

  • Halloween candy wrapper
  • Return address from the envelope the most recent edition of The Luddite Dispatch arrived in
  • Confetti I found on the ground at the gym

Second row

  • Dahlia stamps from the USPS stamp catalog
  • Part of the envelope my ballot arrived in and an “I Voted” sticker from the ballot drop-off at the library
  • A sticker I found on the ground while walking

Third row

  • A sticker I found on the ground while walking
  • Portion of the Target-brand Midol packaging
  • Top portion of a bookmark from Always Here Bookstore

Last row

Back of a 6-inch by 8-inch page protector divided into 12 two-inch by two-inch pockets. Each pocket hold a piece of ephemera from my life in October 2025, as enumerated in the bulleted lists in the body of the post.

Weekend links

A 1,000-piece puzzle of a fall city neighborhood scene.

My first puzzle of the season—courtesy of the Portland Puzzle Exchange—is complete (yay!).

I love a good visual archive (and I appreciate they share the tools and process they used to bring the project to life). Related: Worn Stories, The Museum of Broken Relationships, and this Pinterest board.

Determined to not miss the next window for joining the Office of Collecting and Design’s incredibly cool security envelope swap. (They have other clubs, too.)

The PDX Sidewalk Joy Map is one of my favorite local community projects. I love that the movement is spreading.

Another cool local project: a community-sourced digital cabinet of curiosity.

Completely rethinking my beliefs about and approach to creativity and the creative process after listening to the latest episode of The Telepathy Tapes.

Very into this tiny junk journal of found scraps. Related: this blog post, this blog post, this entire blog, this nine-minute-long documentary, and the box full of things I found on the ground during my many walks two summers ago.

My new favorite IG account.

Last month, on the recommendation of menswear guy, I read Shopping All The Way to the Woods and learned so much. Imagine my delight when I learned the author is interviewed in this season of Articles of Interest. You can listen to episodes one and two now.

Two recent additions to my TBR list: this memoir, from the writer who brought us Dopesick the book that brought us Dopesick the (incredible) miniseries, and a collection of film photographs Portland photographer Corbin C. has taken over the last decade using only disposable cameras (this project in particular is extremely my shit).

Very much enjoyed this Decoder Ring episode on the mythology of the Hollywood red string evidence/investigation boards.

Such a cute and fun Halloween costume!

Photo of brightly colored pumpkins and gourds.

A few long-form articles for your weekend:

Never been more thankful for my natural autistic intolerance of protein powders and shakes (it’s a taste and texture thing).

AI will never be your friend: “The only world where loneliness is lessened is a world where humans are given a chance to be closer to other humans, not one in which they become a host for a digital parasite hanging around their neck, draining their life in service of profit for a tech company.”

In the last nine months, ICE has spent $71 million on weapons, a staggering 600 percent increase over the same period last year. Unconscionable.

We aren’t doing enough to protect our kids (or each other (or ourselves)).

Congratulations, you’re a terrorist.

And, lastly, a sliver of not-shit news during these trying times: Equator, a new politics, culture, and art magazine (website) launched this week.

MDR Word Search Puzzle Experience

The mysterious and important project I’ve been working on since May is finally finished and I’m so (SO! (!)) excited about and proud of it. Behold: the Macrodata Refiner’s Word Search Puzzle Experience, a compendium of Lumon-approved word search puzzles/a Severance fan art project created and designed by yours truly.

My disembodied hand holding five Lumon/Severance-themed and -branded spiral-bound word search puzzle booklets. The Lumon logo and booklet title text are in white against a navy blue background. Modeled after documents used on the show, the cover reads, "Macrodata Refiner's Word Search Puzzle Experience. A Compendium of Word Search Puzzles. Edition 1."

I’m planning to share many more details about this project in the next week or two. For now, a mini photo dump, because I’m too exited about and proud of it to wait any longer to share!! (!)

The title page to the booklet. The Lumon logo/letterhead and page text are in black against a light blue page. The page reads, "This booklet contains 13 Lumon-approved word search puzzles. Words may be found in any direction, including diagonally, and may overlap each other. Please try to enjoy each word search puzzle equally, and not show preference for any over the others."
A word search modeled after the MDR terminal screen. The theme of the puzzle is "MDR Files Names A-L."
A word search modeled after the MDR terminal screen. The theme of the puzzle is "Reintegration."
A word search modeled after the MDR terminal screen. The theme of the puzzle is "Assorted Phrases and Vocabulary," and includes fan favorites such as "devour feculence," "gråkappan," "monosyllabically," and "shambolic rube."
The final page of the booklet. The Lumon logo/letterhead and page text are in black against a bright blue page. The page reads, "Congratulations on completing the Macrodata Refiner's Word Search Puzzle Experience. A handshake is available upon request."
The inside of the back cover of the booklet, designed to look like the show's end credits. The page is black and the text is white. It reads, "Created and designed by Kelsey M."

I’m so thrilled with how it turned out and can’t wait to share how I, someone who had never even opened InDesign before, took this idea from my brain to the page.

Hiking Wrapped: Summer 2025

After a nearly three-year-long, mental-illness-induced hiatus, this summer I finally got my slightly more mentally stable ass back out on the trail. Huzzah!

Too-close selfie of me near the end of Mount Defiance and Starvation Ridge, with the Columbia River in the background.
Toward the tail end of Mount Defiance and Starvation Ridge, crying on the inside, wanting so badly to be done.

To celebrate, I thought it’d be fun to do a “hiking wrapped” for the season.

Number of trails hiked: Six.

Total distance hiked: At least 56.6 miles (91 kilometers). Due to an egregious glitch in the AllTrails app, I have no idea how far I actually hiked when I hiked Mount Defiance and Starvation Ridge. The general consensus is the trail is at least 12.1 miles (19.4 kilometers), so that’s the distance I’ve gone with here.

Shortest trail: Angel’s Rest – 4.6 miles (7.4 kilometers).

Longest trail: Lower Punchbowl, Tunnel, and Twister Falls – 13.4 miles (21.5 kilometers).

Average trail distance: 9.4 miles (15.1 kilometers).

Total elevation gain: 13,477 feet (4,108 meters).

Least elevation gain: Oxbow Loop – 633 feet (193 meters).

Most elevation gain: Mount Defiance and Starvation Ridge – 5,984 feet (1,824 meters), at the god-awful rate of 1,000 feet per mile (20% grade) for at least five straight miles.

Average elevation gain: 2,246 feet (684.5 meters).

Total hike time: 24 hours, 5 minutes.

Average hike time: 4 hours, 1 minute.

Slowest pace: Mount Defiance and Starvation Ridge – 34:43 per mile (21:34 per kilometer).

Fastest pace: Oxbow Loop – 20:07 per mile (12:30 per kilometer).

Average pace: 22:30 per mile (15:46 per kilometer).

Best views: Tom Dick and Harry Mountain.

Most strenuous hike: Mount Defiance and Starvation Ridge.

Most memorable hike: Lower Punchbowl, Tunnel, and Twister Falls. Of all the hikes I went on this summer, this is the one most similar to the hike that spiraled me into acute mental illness in 2022 (it was the hike with the most exposure and the narrowest sections of (exposed) trail), and I got through it on my own without incident. Shout out to my brain and nervous system.

(I think I did the imperial-to-metric conversions correctly? Sorry if not! (I’m not the math-y type of autistic).)

Me, crouched down low at the summit of Tom Dick and Harry, Mount Hood in the background.
At the summit of Tom Dick and Harry Mountain, with Mount Hood in the background.

Other takeaways

Knee sleeves. After reading so many reviews and trip reports about how steep the trail is, and knowing how janky and cranky my knees are on level ground, I wore my knee sleeves (a lifting accessory) for the first time ever during a hike while hiking Mount Defiance and Starvation Ridge. Complete game-changer. I will never hike without them again, especially on steeper trails, and I can’t believe it took me this long to even think to wear them on the trail. I highly recommend investing in a pair if you find yourself hiking trails that aren’t compatible with your knees with any sort of regularity. The two main brands are Rehband (the brand I wear) and SBD.

Trekking poles. This summer taught me that along with knee sleeves, trekking poles are a middle-aged hiker’s best friend. It’s pretty incredible how big of a help they can be, especially during steep descents. I’m glad I invested in a pair when I had the money to do so. I would’ve been so fucked without them this summer.

Fanny pack. Another new day hike staple. I got real sick of having to stop and take off my backpack and dig through the top pouch every time I wanted to grab my phone to take a photo, or when I needed chapstick or a tissue or a new piece of gum or a small snack or a hair tie or whatever. So I took my ass to REI and bought a fanny pack (the exact one I bought was on clearance and is no longer listed on their website, sorry!). Another game-changer. Like knee sleeves, I can’t believe it took me so long to add this item to my gear.

My bright blue REI fanny pack, with bright orange accents, laid out on a rug alongside the items I keep inside it for easy and quick access while hiking—small snacks, hair ties, gum, Kleenex, hand lotion, hand sanitizer, chapstick, earbuds charging case, ID.

Maps, music, and podcasts. Downloading every piece of media there’s even the slightest chance I’ll need (or want) while on the trail—or during the very likely scenario of driving stretches of road that don’t have service—the night before my hike is the move. Trail maps, directions to/from trailhead, music and/or podcasts to listen to, etc.

Earbuds v. AirPods. If you’re going to listen to anything while hiking, I highly recommend wearing earbuds that loop around your ear v. AirPods. Like these. For safety’s sake, I wear only one of them and when I have something playing, I keep the volume pretty low. I think the volume on the ESCs is easier to control than it is on AirPods, the audio quality is better, the battery lasts longer, and there’s much less risk of them falling out of your ear and then you falling off a cliff while reaching after them.

Granola. The good news is, I recently discovered not all granola is gross. The bad news is, I learned this months too late for my summer hiking season. The other good news is, now I know and have another compact trail snack option for my next hiking season.

Early bird gets all the cobwebs. The biggest downside to being the first hiker on the trail for the day is you take all the cobwebs straight to the face. The best solution: waving one of your trekking poles in front of you as you hike.

Carbs. The best part of any strenuous hike is the carb-loading I get to do in the day or two leading up to it and again immediately afterward.

Experience/d. I have experience hiking. I’m not an experienced hiker. There’s a difference, and it’s important. There’s a lot I have yet to encounter; there’s a lot I have yet to learn. In many ways, I’m very prepared, even over-prepared, every time I step on a trail. In many other, equally important ways, I’m just as under- or unprepared.

Me, tiny, crouching in front of Ramona Falls, an enormous fan waterfall in the Mount Hood National Forest.
Ramona Falls, Mount Hood National Forest.

Parting thoughts

My original plan was to hike once a week through at least September, ideally October. By mid-August, some health issues (not mental illness) began flaring and I had to take a break. I’ve not hiked since. I’m frustrated I got in only six hikes this summer, and I’m happy I got in six entire hikes this summer—it’s six more than last summer, and the summer before that.

Finally, and most importantly, my biggest takeaway from my time on the trail this summer: I wish I’d known when I was 17 what the Pacific Crest Trail and section- and thru-hiking were—I think I would’ve found on the trail what I spent too many years unsuccessfully searching for in other (wrong) places.

Project Life 2025: September ephemera

Here are the scraps of ephemera I saved in September.

A 6-inch by 8-inch page protector divided into 12 two-inch by two-inch pockets. Each pocket hold a piece of ephemera from my life in September 2025, as enumerated in the bulleted lists in the body of the post.

Top row

  • Barnum”s Animal Crackers packaging (I can’t find these in the original small box anywhere near me and I’m very sad about it)
  • Sumatriptan (migraine med) blister packaging
  • Tape that was sealed around a small package of Project Life goodies CJ sent me

Second row

  • Coins and sequins I found on the ground in front of the photo booth at Cargo, one of my favorite Portland stores
  • Packaging from the GABA supplement I take in the evening
  • Puzzle piece and scrap of a security envelope pattern I found on the ground while walking

Third row

  • Map of McMenamin’s Edgefield, the outdoor venue where my son and I saw Taking Back Sunday and Coheed and Cambria
  • Smiley face tag from a new pack of underwear
  • Scrap of packaging from my last bag of my favorite-scented Epsom salts

Last row

  • Part of a Dunder Mifflin playing card I found on the ground while walking
  • Packaging from a fresh roll of the lifting tape I use
  • Dove chocolate wrapper
Back of a 6-inch by 8-inch page protector divided into 12 two-inch by two-inch pockets. Each pocket hold a piece of ephemera from my life in September 2025, as enumerated in the bulleted lists in the body of the post.

End of an era

On Sunday evening, a personal blogger I’ve followed since 2011 announced in her newsletter the end of an era: the platform that hosts her blog, and therefore her blog, was shutting down on Tuesday (yesterday). Twenty years of posts—two decades (!) of experimentation and inspiration and encouragement—are no more. I’m devastated.

Screenshot of Elise's newsletter announcing that her blog would be shutting down Tuesday, September 30, 2025, along with the rest of the Typepad blogging platform and ecosystem.

Elise’s blog was the first of the genre that I found and followed all those years ago. Social media as we know it today wasn’t yet a thing; Facebook and Twitter were still toddlers, and Instagram and Pinterest were just babies, both having launched less than a year prior (and you still needed an invite to join Pinterest!). Personal blogs were the era’s social media. And Elise’s was magic.

Above-the-fold screenshot of Enjoy It, a personal blog started by Elise Blaha Cripe in 2005.

Year after year, she posted at least five days a week, sharing, among other things, her:

  • creative adventures (memorykeeping, photography, DIY crafts, knitting, sewing, quilting, painting, pottery, home renovating and decorating, etc.)
  • favorite recipes (I especially loved her “40 Pizzas” series, in which she and her husband made 40 different pizzas, often entirely from scratch, including the dough and sauce)
  • foray into flower and vegetable gardening
  • experiences as a small business owner
  • life as a twenty-something military wife with an oft-deployed partner
  • experiences with pregnancy and parenting
  • travelogues
  • book reviews/reports
  • gift ideas and link round-ups

She also offered various at-your-own-pace e-courses, mostly simple sewing projects and basic Photoshop Elements and HTML skills. From the beginning and through the end, her blog was a little bit of everything. I love that she never niched down.

Above-the-fold screenshot of the visual archives page Elise created and coded herself for her blog.

I love, too, that she kept her blog hers—it wasn’t cluttered with or cheapened by annoying ads or popups, it wasn’t spammed with sponsored posts or guest bloggers, it wasn’t overloaded with unnecessary features (“features”) or tech, and it stayed true to the aesthetic roots of personal blogging. It always felt authentic and deeply loved and lived in—the website equivalent of Olivia Laing’s home. Since I first found her blog, I’ve admired her willingness to proceed without certainty; to be okay with—enthusiastic about, even—being a beginner, and living in the messy middle; her confidence in herself.

Elise’s blog was the first to show me the many worlds of possibilities that could be accessed by creating and sharing and connecting online. Her blog is how I learned about Project Life, and it’s why, in 2012, I began blogging—two overlapping creative outlets that led to some pretty great creative opportunities for me in a past blogging life, and that continue to be hobbies I enjoy today, almost fifteen years (!) later.

It feels impossible to overstate how important her blog has been to me over the years. I was still finding inspiration in it until its end, browsing it at least weekly, sometimes daily. She built such a treasure trove of creative inspiration. There was always something new to find or learn.

It feels impossible, too, to ignore the reality that the loss of Elise’s blog, and the Typepad ecosystem as a whole, is part of a larger loss: the loss of art and creativity and curiosity and culture (and the things those things beget—compassion, empathy, connection, critical thinking), which is inseparable from this country’s current economic and political landscapes; the proliferation of AI; the ubiquity of surveillance tech; planned obsolescence; enshittification, and the disappearance of physical media and ephemera. We’re losing so many special corners of the internet and it makes me really sad (and angry (and worried)).

I’m so grateful to Elise for sharing so much, and for doing so so consistently and for so long—and for leaving her blog up indefinitely after she stopped posting to it daily in 2015 and after she stopped posting to it altogether in 2022.

RIP to enJOY it/eliseblaha.typepad.com: 2005 – 2025. Gone, sadly. Certainly not forgotten. (Cue Sarah McLachlan’s “I Will Remember You.”)

A glimmer of good among the grief: thankfully, Elise’s Instagram lives on (for now), as does the current iteration of her newsletter.

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UPDATE – October 15, 2025: I’ve just seen that Elise uploaded her entire blog to WordPress. There are no categories or tags or archives, and some links may be broken, but her whole blog has been preserved and she’s continuing to share it with us all 🙂

Hiking Ramona Falls

Hike number six of the season, which was also my final hike of the summer: Ramona Falls Loop, a seven-mile loop along the Pacific Crest Trail in Mount Hood National Forest, about an hour outside of Portland.

A National Forest sign that reads, "Ramona Falls Trailhead" at the entrance to the enormous Ramona Falls trailhead parking lot.

This trail is fairly flat—there’s only about a thousand feet of elevation gain overall—and therefore very dog- and kid-friendly (dogs must be leashed). I saw a handful of families with children of various ages camping in the backcountry, including one family with younger kids (they looked to be early elementary school age) on a multi-day backpacking trip.

A sign in the forest along the trail noting which directions the Pacific Crest Trail run, and which way to go to get back to the parking lot.

I first attempted this hike in early June 2022. I went much later in the day than usual and right as I approached the river crossing it began sleeting and then snowing, which I, an unseasoned Oregon hiker at the time, didn’t expect so close to the start of summer. The river was flowing much faster than I expected, and the water was freezing. Combined with the surprise weather, being out there on my own, and my naturally extremely anxious and catastrophizing brain, I was too nervous to attempt the river crossing. I turned around and walked the mile back to my car.

My Letterfolk Hike Passport, open to the spread documenting my first, unfinished attempt at Ramona Falls in June 2022.

This time, I went much earlier in the day and much later in the season, crossed the river just fine both times, and finally finished this hike.

Like many Oregon summer mornings, it was overcast when I began (shortly after 5:30 am).

Overcast skies just beginning to barely break over Mount Hood (hidden by the clouds).

And like many Oregon summer mornings, less than two hours later, the sky was completely clear and the sun hung high.

A completely clear and bright blue sky.

Most of this hike is through tree canopy, some of it very thick overhead, which is a blessing on clear, hot day. There are only a few short stretches where you’re directly exposed to the sun. Because I went counterclockwise, I hit most of these stretches at the end of my hike. If you go clockwise, you’ll hit these stretches at the start of your hike; or, if you begin early enough on an overcast day, you’ll avoid most of them altogether. I recommend going counterclockwise; it provides a much more dramatic first visual of the falls.

Per usual, in the days leading up to this hike, I checked the trail’s AllTrails page for new reviews/comments. There was a single one that mentioned how enormous the falls are in person; how photos don’t clearly convey the size of the thing. Reader, that hiker was correct. This thing is massive. Look how tiny I am in comparison!

Me, from behind, looking up at the enormous Ramona Falls waterfall.

There are several spots to camp next to and just beyond (or, if you’re going clockwise, just before) the falls. Also just beyond (or, if you’re going clockwise, just before) the falls: incredibly beautiful cliff faces of rusty orange and milky blue and grey rock (?).

Looking up the very high cliff faces.

These cliff faces were enormous. They looked so slick and smooth and sharp and, with the sun rising overhead, they appeared at times to glimmer and glow. There was nothing about these cliff faces in any of the AllTrails comments/reviews I read. Coming upon them was a very unexpected surprise, and a much better unexpected surprise than sleet and snow and a rising, raging river.

Me, standing on boulders and looking at the huge cliff faces.

I wish I’d been able to better capture their beauty with my iPhone camera.

By the time I hit the river crossing on my return, the day was fully awake. Unfortunately, the sun rising over Mount Hood made it impossible to get a photo of the mountain in which it didn’t look completely washed-out.

Mount Hood, washed out by the sun rising overhead.

It was still early when I hit the river crossing on my way back—a few minutes after 8:00 am. I wasn’t ready to leave yet. The sun felt so nice, the scenery was so beautiful, and no one else was out there. So, I set up on some wide, sturdy logs, and spent some (more) time taking it all in.

Me, sitting on logs in the river, facing the sun.

This hike is fully in the backcountry. As such, there’s no cell service beginning about four miles before the trailhead. If you attempt this hike, make sure you’re prepared for the water crossing and for being completely out of cell service range; check recent reports about trail and river conditions in the days leading up to your hike. Download your trail map and any music or podcasts you plan to listen to on the trail before you leave home. You’ll be able to easily navigate back to the main road without GPS—there’s plenty of clear signage, and most of the time, there’s only one way you can go.

The parking lot is huge. It could easily fit probably a couple hundred vehicles. Both times I’ve been here, there’s been at least one porta-pottty; best to come equipped with your own toilet paper. The road leading to the trailhead is single-lane in some stretches and has some pretty gnarly potholes, though there are significantly fewer of them, and they’re much less gnarly, now than in 2022. Pay attention and, if you, like me, don’t have a rugged outdoor vehicle, maybe go a little slower than you think you need to. What a bitch it would be to pop a tire out there on a narrow-ass road several miles from cell service.