little thoughts and stuff.
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as aspects of life, beach, beautiful thing, concert, floppy hat, frog, going to the beach, highlight, hole in the middle, home, hornet sting, jet setter, last hurrah, lums pond state park, pillow, Pond, rock, time, transcendent, ukelele
I came home tonight to find a small figurine of a frog doing an upward dog on a rock that says PEACE wrapped delicately and sitting on my pillow.
My sister-in-law Darby knows me, and it’s a beautiful thing to be known.
Well, to be known and loved, I should say. That is a startlingly beautiful thing, indeed.
Tonight, The Paper Janes played an outdoor concert at Lums Pond State Park and, mid-song, I was struck with gratitude. That I get to sing. That people listen. That I am not so busy surviving as to have no time for the transcendent aspects of life. That I can be a part of this thing called music. I love it and I’m grateful and singing makes me feel alive.
Singing reminds me that I’m glad I’m alive.
“I’m loving my life lately,” I told my friend while sitting across from him during dinner tonight.
It’s certainly not perfect. And there are some situations I get into that highlight my imperfections, well, perfectly. But I guess I’m happily and eagerly alive. And being alive is messy. We produce lovely things and we produce waste. You can’t really have one without the other, I guess.
And tomorrow I’m going to the beach in New York with some friends. They insist it’s time I go. So, okay. I love to
be near water and I love to let the ocean encourage me, which is the general effect it has on my soul. It also makes my skin softer, so score.
And what better week to go to a Long Island beach than shark week?
I’m bringing my ukelele. And a large floppy hat. I think I’m pretty set.
Except I have a few questions. Okay, I have a LOT of questions, but I’ll end with just two:
–somebody who flies all the time is called a jet-setter; what are you called when you find yourself on a bus more
often than not?
And
–when does a hornet sting expire? It’s been since Friday night and this thing is still itchy and swollen with what looks to be a hole in the middle of it. I’m hoping today was it’s last hurrah. I’d rather not take it to the beach with me, you know?
the ocean again.
in I Lift My Eyes Up, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as afraid of tomorrow, beach, falling, good heart, heart, home, krista, ocean, photo, photo credit, skin, sun, tomorrow, Touch
*Today I did this. 
It was at the beach.
But I guess you can tell.
Doing that was not without some trying, either.
Zach and I fell on each other a few times before it actually worked.
Some things are worth falling over for a couple of times, I guess.
Or more than a couple.
The ocean calmed me again.
Well, when I was just nearby, it did.
When I was in it, it invigorated me.
And then froze me a little.
That’s when the sun stepped in and said that he’d take over from there.
And warmed me right up.
I am taken care of.
I was thinking about that while driving two sleeping guys home tonight.
(Not necessarily taken care of by the sleeping guys).
But it’s true; I am being taken care of.
With every hesitant or even impetuous step I take, it shows.
And my heart is full because of it.
And in wonder.
And beating, like a good heart should be.
And my skin is soft from the sandy touch of the ocean.
And I am well.
And not afraid of tomorrow.
*photo credit goes to the lovely Krista Connor
what I see and what I feel.
in Funny Stuff, Loved Ones, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as beach, bikini, cigarette, dog food, face, footprints, lyric, ocean, purse, reciprocal relationship, sailboats, set, shoulder length, thick brown hair, time, today, tranny, white robe, witness
Well, Darby is the one who got to witness the man wearing the bikini, but at least we all got to see Jesus strolling along the beach. Me (referring to the man in the bikini): are you sure he was a man? Darby: yeah. Me: and he wasn’t a tranny? Darby: well, if he was, [...]
shake it like a polaroid picture.
in Funny Stuff, Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings
as AMOUNT, Auto, bakery, beach, brother josh, choice, computer, consuming, Draft, family vacation, Florida, hammies, Jess, life, matter of fact, momma, polaroid, round, run, shake, shakira, shore, walking on the beach, warmup, wise choice
I love walking on the beach so much that I feel like I could walk along the shore until I hit Maine. I would prefer to go to Maine rather than Florida, I think. There is a little bakery in Maine that sells the very best rolls I’ve ever had. They are called morning rolls. [...]
yellow sunglasses+
in Loved Ones, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as Auto, beach, beach trip, brother josh, burger, death zone, Draft, fare, fish, fish fare, fish hook, going in circles, Got, house, kayak, kind, o clock, ocean, particular beach, time, twin beds, veggie burger
This morning we went kayaking. Well, kind of. Apparently my mom watched a three hour tutorial on the art of kayaking in preparation for this particular beach trip, but I simply saw the kayak. Got in it. And then started paddling. And once I stopped going in circles, it was pretty fun. Really fun, actually. [...]
going on a hog. yes, that’s what I said.
in Funny Stuff, Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings
as beach, black leggings, black sweatshirt, craggy cliffs, freaky, hog, Latshaw, lyric, Mr. Chafe, ninja gear, shirt
This morning my niece Lyric and I went on what we like to call a hog. Right, not the pig, though. It’s the perfect blend of a hike and a jog. It’s what happens when you run on a beach with craggy cliffs that jut into the water, effectively making you stop your run and [...]
the perfect kind of day.
in Loved Ones, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as Adorable, beach, boogie boarding, Britain, Canada, head dance, hunt, jenna, Monica Promenade, monkey, mountain, mountain lions, North Carolina, sand, t mountain, twin babies
I was running by myself this morning. You know, in the mountains. And I passed that sign again–the one about the mountain lions that hunt in the area. Okay, so it didn’t say hunt, but that was the point. And then I read that you shouldn’t hike alone and I thought, Ohhhhh shoot. Cause I [...]
beach. sister. cards: these are a few of my favorite things.
in Loved Ones, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as beach, brother jonathan, card, Delaware, delaware beaches, fantastic family, jarna, jenna, Jenna Veronica, jonathan, something, sun glasses, today, Vern, wind
I like cards a lot. Especially ones that are perfectly square, not necessarily rectangular. Though, I would never turn a rectangular card away. But there’s just something about the symmetry of a square that makes me happy. And then when you add some good words on top of a square card? Well, it’s real, REAL [...]
when you dig.
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Thoughts and Feelings
as bathing suits, beach, building sand castles, castle, dig, everything, finger nails, God, hermit, hermit crabs, Mariah Carey, ocean, sand, scratch and dent, waves crash
When you’re on the beach you build sand castles. And then your parents, they buy hermit crabs, and you let them wander the world you just created. The, uh, hermit crabs, that is. Not your parents. Though, they are certainly free to wander the sand castle too. But if you’re anything like my family, the [...]
something large is napping
in Funny Stuff, Loved Ones, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as armani glasses, beach, drew, family, finding solace, game, home, lullaby, napping, phrase, respite, sentimental/inspiration, silence, summer, taliesin
That was a phrase that surfaced in a game my family played at the beach this past summer. It cracked us up then and it still makes me smile to think about. It also makes me think of this.But in this case I should say somethings large are napping, I suppose. Letting go of the [...]
