I originally heard this a while back on Meg's blog, The Wild and Wily Ways of a Brunette Bombshell, and I was hooked. I've watched this video dozens of times by now, this song is just so beautiful.
This is Bryan John Appleby singing Cliffs Along The Sea.
This photo reminded me that I've been wanting a red bicycle for a few years. Now that I've got all this time on my hands I'm thinking it might be appropriate to get a few cans of red spray paint and spray away! We'll see how far I get once I start taking my bike apart and realizing that I might never get all the parts back in their rightful places...
My friend and I went for a walk around her little neighborhood the other day. Walks are my favorite. Especially when the setting sun casts a warm glow on everything it hits.
I am always hesitant to say goodbye to summer. The long days. The warm nights. The beautiful light.
You know, I just realized that with every changing season I always claim the one we are leaving is my favorite (well, except winter. Winter is not my jam). I don't think I will ever have a favorite anything. There are to many good things, too many little aspects that create the whole, each one special in it's own way. If I were to super categorize my life then I'm sure I would be able to find some favorites, but really, who wants to spend the time categorizing and picking favorites when they could spend that time enjoying the very things they're picking apart.
Oh look at that. Pretty sure I just wrote some incoherent ramblings. Don't think I'm going to take the time to proof-read it, though.
One of my greatest friends, Lia, left yesterday morning for her two year commitment with the Peace Corps in Ukraine. I've had a hard time expressing how excited I am for her because, being a selfish person, I am very sad that I won't be able to call her up to come over, or go split a bottle of wine with her, or have an impromptu dance party wherever we may be (I may have been crying most of the two hour drive home from our goodbye's the other day, it went something like this- "I have no job, I'm back at my parent's house, AND now my best friend is going to be on the other side of the world" Insert pathetic tears here). I'm going to miss her in ridiculous amounts; two years is a very long time to not see someone that you've gone on some of your most memorable adventures with.
I am so glad to have gotten to have her as my closest confidant and friend for the past two years, I can't wait to see where these next two years take her and to hear all about the crazy adventures she's going on.
And I hope that when she gets the occasional onslaught of homesickness that she'll remember that things will be all be fine, that these next two years will be incredible and wonderful and sometimes lonely but oh so worth it, and that the folks she digs here in California will be here waiting for her when she gets back in time for New Years 2015.
Now that I'm done with school, jobless, and living back at my parent's house, I feel that it is time to return to the blogging world that I once loved so much. Life got a little crazy for a few years, causing me to pick and choose between aspects of my life and this blog here was one of the first things to get dropped.
But I'm back, with more free time than ever! There's going to be a lot of randomness and catching up thrown your way. I hope you're ready for this.
