red

I am vibrant like the morning sun just after it’s fully above horizon. My bold hue has dominion over all other colors. I am distinguished; unique. I have the ability to change when mingled with contrasting colors. I give life, running through the veins of beings. Death comes when I escape. I am strong and consuming like a flame, but I can be gentle and reflective like satin. When painted on a pair of lips, I make them irresistible. I represent passion. I sneak into the cheeks of the romanced. I rest on the shoulders of the laborer in the sun. I cling to the tip of a chilled nose. Requested often, encountered daily, and always prepared. I am red.

sunshine and doggie love

Agenda for the day:

sleep in ✓
pick up ashley ✓
finish writing small short piece for writing class ✓
compose song about my dogs ✓
take dogs on walk ✓
purchase various neat things at michaels ☐
see family ☐
eat food besides cereal ☐
read lessons for photography class ✓
read more lessons for said class ☐
read lessons for writing class ☐
write assignments for said class ☐
date with camera- assignments for former said class ☐
see hannah marie and maybe eat gelato ☐
visit starbucks ☐
get house ready for fellowship ☐
return garage door opener to gibson home ☐

i have a ways to go, but...

enjoy sunshine and the intricacy of creation ✔

Only.

Some things can only be said through tears
Some things will only be healed with years.
Don't know why I've wasted so many; I should have been living 
Now I've only stacked up wounds and words that need forgiving.

Meet Marisa...

I have a friend named Marisa.
She made this notebook for me. How cool is that?
Marisa is a girl that I really love. I mean, I love a lot of people, but there is something unique about Marisa.
She has a joy and presence that simply indicates the peace of God.
She is quiet and reserved when she sees fit and outgoing and enthusiastic when she's with friends and she feels comfortable- it's called discernment. A quality which I respect very much in a fellow human.
Marisa is kind- not just nice and "caring"- I mean this girl has a love and kindness that only comes from the true source of love- Christ Jesus.
As much as I admire and want to brag about her, I really must give the glory to God and praise him for the character and quality of this woman. Wow, good job, God for creating such a lovely, passionate, artistic being, uniquely designed to live a beautiful, inspired, encouraging life.
Marisa is a reflection of the Lord's love and creativity.
And good job, Marisa for walking on the path he has set out before you, by his grace.
Your life is truly a testimony to his goodness.
And now, good job to me, for somehow being lucky enough to find myself in a friendship with this talented, delightful, young lady!

Good work everyone.

Seriously!? Adorable!

squirrel invasion.

Has anyone else noticed the growing boldness of these creatures? As I was in the TCH parking lot earlier, waiting to pull out, I watched a couple of them darting back and forth across the small lawn right by the sidewalk and very close to passing people and cars. This is a high traffic area and these little guys are just here and there and everywhere. Today is not the first time I've noticed their audacious actions. I recollect countless times of eyeing squirrels running in front of me or fearlessly creeping up the sidewalk to my house. They are everywhere and gaining confidence. Perhaps they are scheming to take over the world. Why not? I'm convinced the one that peers into our kitchen window is a spy. We named him the FBI squirrel. Seriously, the way they act around our house is crazy. Like they know something we don't. Some master plan we are all oblivious of. Almost as though they are laughing at us, as we walk by attending to our business. It makes perfect sense- they are cute little devils. It's always the cute ones you have to watch out for. No one expects it. Well put it on the record that I called it. I suspected them all along.

Just you wait and see.

Dear friends,

How I wish I had some deep insight, some witty expression, some intelligent nugget to share with you…
I feel empty.
Yes, I do have thoughts, I do have revelations, but somehow nothing is just shoving it's way, about to burst forth. You know when you have that word that you just have to share, have to get out? Yeah, not having that right now.

I've been wanting to actually write a decent post for some time now, but as I have been taking more and more pictures, I seem to have the ability to show rather than tell. That's just where I am right now, I guess.

So, you get more pictures.

Two things I love:
My sister and bestie, (with…) Lana.
Starbucks.

Put them together, and this is what you get…

Lana's "sexy" face.

Lana's not sexy face 

Coffee is just good.

oh, a drip.

She is just adorable. 

Mmmm...

Not sure what's happening here, but I LOVE it.

"I have something in my eye." "Oh, here- I'll get it with my camera." 

dance. coffee. YOU. 

YOU.

So many questions.

Oh, look. It's me.

these are a few of my favorite things...

Latte love. 

new hero? yes.

Born during a saline abortion, Gianna Jessen states "I did not survive so I could make everyone comfortable, I survived so I could stir things up a bit." So incredible. Watch.

It's in two parts so make sure you see them both :)