my new ritual.

I've started a new tradition that I learned from my mom. My momma visited last fall and I had to work some of the time she was here. When I would come home, I would find her in the backyard, reading, with a coffee mug of berries. She was so content. The kind of content/happy…

it takes me away.

i am thoroughly obsessed with this: Wes Anderson's color palette. [made by beth matthews.] as soon as it came out, i've been drawn to the color palette of Life Aquatic. that silver-ish light blue, the aqua, the gold. even as recently as trying to figure out what color of paint to try something like this…

my little ribs around you.

pies from our garden berries. + a succulent obsession. + + wanting this. + missing this. + + + + loving missoula evenings. + wine. + + dinner at home date nights. = life these days.

if i could see all my friends tonight…

back stateside, soaking it all in... loving it.on my overnight flight to detroit that started my whole adventure, i sat next to the most amazing four-year-old girl. after trying to barter my window seat, we found smiling ground and then, with her thumb in her mouth, she tapped me on the leg and said...- I…

looming in my life.

This trip is somehow coming to a close... something I cannot fathom. There were a hundred and one moments that felt premeditated. Felt like they've been looming in my life, waiting to come into play in my life, waiting to shine. These moments. Sometimes the simplest moments. Sometimes the funniest. Sometimes the most love. Sometimes…