January 25, 2013

it's called the calatrava.

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(this is kind of a part two to this post. so check it out if you haven't.)
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  • pops of color, in otherwise neutral backgrounds (like the last picture. that gold. uh huh.)
  • light subjects with dark backgrounds. or vice versa.
  • this flash drive,  i mean, isn't that the cutest?
  • the picture of this lens. can i have it, please?
  • sweaters that are just a bit too big. so warm. 
  • my new camera necklace. (pictures are coming!)
  • my new camera remote. gah. it works perfectly, and it's really awesome. i used it to take the picture on the sidebar of me.
  • this snow. its really pretty, and it means its finally getting warmer, i guess. (2 degrees is not my kind of weather. no.)
  • weekends.
  • my viola. for some reason, i just really am enjoying practicing it. 
  • my camera. yeah, that break i talked about in this post? finally. gone. yesss.
  • that i've finally wanted to blog more, and that i have pictures to blog with. be on the lookout for more posts soon!
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January 23, 2013

on one cold day in december, i went on an adventure.

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“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to."
"I don't much care where –"
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go.” 
― Lewis CarrollAlice in Wonderland

That kind of, a little, describes the adventure my friend and I went on. 
We got in the car, with a general idea of where we wanted to go, went there, and then drove around finding anywhere that was interesting, cool, pretty, or just spoke adventure to us.
And it was great fun, I assure you.
These pictures above are supposed to show you what fun we had, all the adventures we traversed upon, and the roads we tread getting there.
But they don't. Not like they really were.
Because, those are memories.
Past, but never forgotten.
These pictures, to me, show the place where we found that mailbox, and that red door, and the laughs and words we had about them. They remind me of the conversations we had about that kid and his dad in the background.
They are the memories I have of that wonderful day, and I won't ever forget them, because these pictures make me think. They make me think about what we did at that moment, and what we said. And then I think about what we did a minute after that, and an hour, and a few hours. 
They're the start of the memories. And I won't ever forget them because of these pictures.
No, they don't tell the story of what we did, when we did it, and why.
But I don't want them to tell that story.
To you, these pictures may just be... pictures. 
But to me, they're so much more.
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ps- back into the blogging world! I'm finally better. Thanks for all the prayers and thoughts. And all the sweet comments on my last post- they really do mean the world to me.
ps- what do you think of the new design?
ps- 200th post!

January 11, 2013

Hello, 2013. Why can't you be good to me?

I'm sick. I'm sick.
you see, this is my life.
Tissue boxes.
blankets.
pain killer.
water.
no appetite.
for the past month, i've been sick.
three times.
after i finally get better from something, i get something new.
new years eve- so sick that i couldn't even hardly stand.
you know that flu that has been going around, that apparently is so bad?
well, i'm here to tell you that those reports are true. very true.
oh, and by the way, i've gotten it twice. just a little different.
but, i don't want you to feel sorry for me.
i made this post so you can understand why i've been mia.
i don't know when i'll be blogging again.
so, really.
you rock.
the end.
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