Betsy, Ella and Louis


I have made a new acquaintance yet again. Her name is Betsy “The Boss” Ross and she is one bad piece of domestic machinery. It has always been a dream of mine to own my own sewing machine and create my own design for clothes and what not. As of now I am toying with the stitch settings and sewing random pieces of fabric together. So far I have not sewn my fingers to any piece of estranged fabric but the day isn’t over yet. Unscathed fingers crossed.


Another little tidbit of happiness of this lovely album my ever-so-amazing sister gave me as a gift. Needless to say I am listening to it as I type and I can’t stop smiling. Something about Ella and Louis just makes everything better. I fully intend to incorporate their names in with my future children’s names. Some call it obsession, I call it passion.

I hope you all have a beautiful night and you all stay ever so amazing.

Loads of Love,




Big Apples and Warm Hugs

Hello all!

I hope you all are having a fantastic holiday filled with loads of hugs and merriment. December always seems to be the best month to snuggle and be with the ones you love. Recently I had the awesome chance to see the Big Apple with a few amazing people. I had been to New York once before on a school trip so this time around was much more pleasant without constant supervision and a strict itinerary. Some great memories were made and I happened to have caught a few.


Ice SkatingThis is the infamous Wollman Rink in Central Park. It was neat to see so many people glide around in circles with such large buildings in the background.


The PlazaI suppose this could be considered an “artsy” take on the Plaza. Unfortunately due to crowds and my height I couldn’t get a very clear image, but something about this one looks a bit edgy. Or “treeish” I suppose.


Big BirdAnd what is a trip through Central Park without a Big Bird hug? I think he was quite pleased to see me. Or maybe he looks at everyone that way…


Tiffany'sIf you know me you know that I love Audrey Hepburn. This time I had the honor of visiting the place that made her character, Holly Golightly, so very happy.


insideI now know why Holly says that nothing bad could ever happen to you at Tiffany’s.


babyI found a lovely pearl necklace…


big moment 2..and fell in love. And that’s how I got my infamous “Little Blue Box.”


EmpireWe saw the Empire State Building from a distance…


5th Ave. Pres...and we visited some beautiful churches like 5th Avenue Presbyterian.


roof detailThis is the front of a chapel in the Presbyterian Church. The detail and colors are absolutely remarkable. Believe me when I say my camera could not do them justice.


To put it simply, our trip was phenomenal, however, I love my home the most. New York City definitely is a worthy opponent, but I don’t think I could ever give up the mountains and trees that wrap their strong, earthy arms around me every day.

I hope you all have a lovely day not just today but every single day!

Stay ever so amazing.

Loads of Love,








What I love most about the sky is its honesty. It doesn’t hide the way it feels or where it is in its life. It would be best if I were more like it. So often I hide the way I feel to protect something held together by parchment paper and fragile string. I have learned that being unhappy is nothing to hide especially when something can be done about it. I don’t want to sit back with a closed mouth, broken and hurting just knowing that what I am fighting so hard to keep alive is destined to die.

There is a time to work things out and a time to leave them to fade away.

It’s especially hard to let things fade when a person is involved. Memories haunt the mind with once held smiles and promises that have to be thrown away with possibility. That seems to be the first grieving stage. The sad thing is that I went through that stage months ago and now I’m completely numb. I can tell no difference between closeness and apart. They both feel the same. There is no difference between together and alone. I felt lonely either way.

I suppose what scares me most is that maybe I’ll be numb forever. What a horrible way to live life. But I suppose throughout this whole process if I had let myself get too involved and opened up too much I would have been broken in the end. I was constantly shielding and running across what seemed to be enemy lines in the fog and cold air.

But I can’t tell which would be the worse fate: numbness or brokenness.

Be open.

Loads of Love,

The Gift of Simplicity


Simple is best I’ve learned. Looking back at this picture made me want to sit still for an hour or so and just contemplate life. Right now I am faced with decisions that can change my surroundings. I’m afraid that these decisions have been put on the back burner for some time. I have strayed from a simplistic mind set and have favored the mind boggling alternative.

It’s funny how you think that the thing you want most will make you happy. Suddenly I’m beginning to question a few things. It seems my estimation is poor.

Nevertheless I must go on.

Have a lovely one wherever you are.

Loads of Love,

Whom Shall I Fear?

DSC_0319Psalm 27:1 The LORD is my light and my salvation: whom shall I fear? The LORD is the strength of my life: of whom shall I be afraid?

2 When the wicked, even mine enemies and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh, they stumbled and fell.

3 Though an host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear: though war should rise against me, in this will I be confident.

10 When my father and my mother forsake me, then the LORD will take me up.

14 Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.

Some days it is hard for me to concentrate on things that matter because of the things I see happening around me. People are killing, hurting and torturing others without any thought that within that person lies a soul. The world stage is lined with terror and violence. It’s hard to think that there is a chance that the people you talk to and hug and kiss before you go out might not come back home. It’s a sad world when people take lives without any regard. Protection and peace are words that seem to have lost their meaning within a matter of a few years.

Then I am reminded of a simple song I learned when I was younger. It speaks of the almighty power that God and only God has. He’s got the whole world in His hands. He created this beautiful sphere and all of its celestial neighbors with only a few words. He teaches eagles to fly through open skies with only the help of weightless feathers and watches horses thunder across open plains to a place of refuge. He has named every star in the sky, numbered each hair on my head and knows every breath I take. He designed the complex and beautiful human body that scientists and physicians have studied for thousands of years yet still cannot fully heal or understand. He knows the name of every child whether born or unborn that ever has or ever will be conceived. He decorates the morning sky with rays of light that warm the Earth from her peaceful slumber.

I love these verses in Psalms not only for their content, but also for their history and their speaker. King David is known as the “man after God’s own heart.”  I suppose I love David because even though he failed and was tried he never quit seeking God. In most of the Psalms, a picture of a light in darkness is prominent. David spent a good while running from King Saul and at one point his own son, Absalom. In this passage he perfectly describes the love and reach of God despite his seemingly hopeless situation. It’s hard to think about current events when you look at these verses. Suddenly the troubles that seemed so daunting fade into oblivion with the thought of such an amazing God.

He’s got the whole world in His hands.

Have a beautiful one wherever you are.

Loads of Love,