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One cold January day, a little over a year ago, I got out all of my mom’s Spice Island spices and decided to have a photoshoot. Then, of course, I proceeded to find all sorts of things around the house that fit the “mood” of the photoshoot, and it turned out to be a longer session than planned.
After I was done, I proceeded to mess around with Photoshop, over-edit most of the pictures, and discover new tricks on Elements 9. It was a blast.
(And I must say, spice bottles are absolutely astounding models. They do what you want them to do with no objection, there is no verbal protesting when you have them do something they don’t like, and they don’t move unless you make them. How wonderful!)



Ice Skating & Contra Dancing

I hate trying new things. New foods, new activities, new people. Ick. Yet this weekend has been absolutely full of new things.
The best part?
I had a blast.
First, I went ice skating for the first time on Friday night. I didn’t want to go. I was terrified of losing control or falling or both. But once I was on the ice and my friend taught me how to skate, I had lots of fun. I lost control a few times, but never actually fell (a fact that I am very proud to tell).


And then last night, I went contra dancing for the first time. Again, I was terrified. I was afraid of getting partnered with someone weird, or completely messing up and getting lost. And even though I did mess up and get terribly lost a few times, I still had a blast. Of course, my partner (a very nice, very cute boy who I danced with almost the whole night) was gracious and kind enough to tell me what a do-si-do is, how to promenade, and many other things.

It was a very fun weekend.
There is only one problem with all of this:
I’m exhausted. I really need to get some rest. I never realized ice skating and dancing until 10:00 PM two nights in a row would take this much out of me.

With that said, goodnight, dear world.

*Image isn’t mine. Click on it to see where it came from.

Camping Fall 2012


It was beautiful. The leaves, the mountains, the animals. It only rained at night. Except Saturday. I rode a horse that day. The last time I rode a horse was a long time ago. The time spent with family and friends was refreshing and relaxing. I read through two books (Homeless Bird, and The Mark of Athena), which were both amazing. The campground had a playground. I was very happy about that.

I love being surrounded by the trees’ beautiful leaves and the different animals. We had a stray cat find its way into our camper, and found a turtle by the fire pit (plus much more. Those were the two most amusing, though). When it was time to go back home, no one wanted to leave. But, of course, we did. Now it’s back to school and chores.

It was fun while it lasted, and many good memories were made. I can’t wait until next time.




When I swing, I don’t have to think. My legs automatically move back and forth by themselves, letting my brain relax. I can just be myself, be loose, because swinging doesn’t really take a lot of personality. Anyone can do it. If you love it, you do it. That’s all there is to it. If you don’t like it, fine. Go play on the slides. I like it because my mind can just wander to whatever odd place my imagination has thought up of. Maybe it’s a new story I want to write, or traveling the world. I’ve come up with some pretty awesome ideas while swinging. Maybe, sometime, you’ll read about one.


Rainy Days


rainy days are for sitting on the front porch and watching the storm.
rainy days are for curling up in the comfiest armchair you can find and reading a good book.
rainy days are for endless mugs of hot tea.
rainy days are for going on walks with the brightest umbrella possible and splashing in all the puddles.
rainy days are for catching drops on your tongue.
rainy days are for writing in solitude and peace.
rainy days are for staying inside and making art.
rainy days are for the smell of wetness that always refreshes the earth.
rainy days are for taking unique pictures.
rainy days are for listening to quiet, gentle music that softly drifts through the air.
rainy days are for getting together with friends.
rainy days are for singing along to your favorite hymns and songs.
rainy days are for anything.


The Meteor Shower

On Sunday night, me, my little sister Olivia, and our parents went outside to watch the meteor shower. I was super excited because I’d heard it was going to be a pretty awesome one. We went behind our pond and stood in the vineyard surrounding our house. At that time, I’d never seen a meteor shower before. I was eager to see how it would turn out.


I didn’t bring my camera (thus, the picture above is not mine). I knew it would be kind of pointless to try and get a picture of a meteor that’s only there for one moment. Also, I wanted to enjoy the meteor shower. Not that I don’t enjoy photography, because I do. I really do. But I didn’t want to worry about getting the “perfect picture,” so I didn’t bring it at all.

Unfortunately, it was cloudy. But not completely. We still saw two! Even though it was cold and cloudy, I still enjoyed myself. It was the perfect way to end my Sunday.