and just like that....

I was in the car, on my way to work and I looked down at my right hand, thinking, "I need some lotion". Which made me think of my mother's hands and how they had no wrinkles which made me think of her face and how young she looked even if she wasn't as trim as she wanted to be which reminded me of how I look a lot like her and am also not nearly as trim as I once was. As I thought that, I wished she was there with me and just like that...

tears.

photo journaling

april 16: egg puffs, smoothie making, library visit, mud people

My brain grows full of things I want to write about late at night as I am drifting off to sleep. I get excited and energized about whatever it is I am thinking about but never get around to it when I have the time as I either forget what it was or I feel too tired to write.

april 17: green smoothie love, dress making, marimekko, egg gift

So instead of stressing out about the lack of blogging or any sort of writing really, I have been trying to capture four pictures that reflect my day.

april 18: classroom fun, hot weather, new leggings

I do not get around to it everyday, but I try. It's like a mini photo blog...like Instagram but not.  I hope you enjoy!

just like old times?

I forgot to wash my face last night and woke up with my eyes rimmed in mascara all smudgie, like how I woke up back in my clubbing days, only with wrinkles and an extra chin or two. When I tried to wash all the gunk off, I only managed to drag it down near my cheeks and make my eyes all red. I tell ya, no matter how old you get, teen angst can pop up at any time.

I gave up on trying to wash my face and pumped a quart or so of moisturizing spray into my hair in an attempt to get the curl back. It ended up looking like I went to bed with hairspray in my hair  after a night on the strip.

Since I had nowhere to go, I pulled on a pair of new jeans to test 'em out. After wearing them for two hours I found that while I could not readily bend in them, my skivvies could. Sadly, they were a no.

Spent the rest of the day in newish acid wash jeans that are so big on me it's silly. Sillier still is the fact that I even purchased a pair of acid wash jeans.

I miss the days where I could wear tights, combat boots, and a thrifted mini dress without discomfort.

big trees, tiny mushrooms

Back in November we road tripped ourselves up to Eureka...we stopped along the way at a variety of places, but I think my favorite was Founder's Grove with all them loverly Redwoods! I am a forest girl at heart though I think I love the forest more than it loves me...cough, cough, wheeze, wheeze...here are a few sights from our wander....

and so we jumped...for the 11th time!

rain in the morning...

pink sky at dusk...

I prettied myself up somewhat for some errand running, wandered the garden in search of raindrops, found an accidental still life, and watched the sun set...